The Bride

– And who are you to him? “Friends of the Family”.

“Room 25 on the 8th floor.” “OK thanks.”

I smiled at him but he didn’t answer me and his gray eyes were angry. “Here.”

He gave me the boarding pass.

I immediately went to the elevator with three nurses and a small child. Arriving on the 8th floor, we found Room 25 in the hallway on the left.

I tried on the jeans I was wearing and an oversized beige knit sweater. I opened the door and everyone turned to me.

“Hello all.”

I closed the door with a small hand and said. Nana hugged me and Nora smiled at me from where she was reading the tabloid.

Tristan spared my gaze and sat down next to mom and hugged her as if she would lose him if she let go. Mrs. Sanchester was still asleep and pale. “How is it?” I asked Nana.

“It’s all right,” said the doctor.

It will be released tomorrow, so don’t worry.”

I looked at Tristan who was still holding his hand and looking at his face. – He hasn’t said a word since I arrived.

Nana whispered.

“You need to get him outside and get some fresh air. I’m sure he’ll listen.”

“Um… maybe he doesn’t want to later.”

“good.”

I went to Nora and sat next to her on the brown couch. – Hey, didn’t you go to class today? “Mother is sick.”

I stayed until he woke up. I talked to him for an hour, then the nurse came and let him rest. “If you’re going home, I’ll see you tomorrow before I go to work.”

Tristan spoke for the first time since we arrived.

– Good night, Chloe.

Nora waved and followed the driver. “Take care of yourself and your baby.”

Nana hugged and kissed me and did the same to Tristan before she left.

I sat down in the nearest chair and raised my palms from my thighs to my knees. Today’s incident has left my limbs numb and my back aching. I leaned back in my chair and relaxed my shoulders. He sat down next to me and I felt his eyes. I turned around and saw a nurse playing with a little boy that looked like a very cute set. My stomach flipped and I remembered it was me

Don’t eat all day. I hugged him with one arm to hide the unpleasant sound. I closed my eyes and felt nauseous again and wondered why I was still in the hospital, but just a little.

10 hours.

Tristan was standing in front of me and I didn’t look anywhere. “There’s a restaurant nearby.” Let’s eat.

His voice was quiet. “take care.”

I grunted, I didn’t even look at him, he held out his hand, but I clicked. “I’ll scream if I touch her.”

he dropped his hand.

He looks around before locking his eyes on me and I look at him warily….

I turned, my stubborn belly

he shouted again. – Sorry.

I heard him coming. to the young nurse

“Yes?”

She has a cute smile about her, her brown hair is messy and her blue uniform is too big for her. “My friend here is stubborn and doesn’t eat all day. I’m worried about his health and the baby’s.”

His eyes were first on my stomach and then on my face and I gave him a stern look and looked in his direction.

“It is very wrong to starve.”

when she is pregnant. I recommend you

go with your boyfriend

Something to eat, we have room for you

can i get food here

mother.”

They both waited for me to say something.

“He’s very stubborn. Maybe you need to call the doctor to convince him.”

“Or you can ask the doctor if there’s a baby here.”

I said boldly, pointing to the ship. “Here you go?”

The nurse muttered between us. “Let him go.”

He looked back and I hugged the boat more to stop the next sound, but to no avail. – You can go home. “I’m not complaining.”

I told him not to look into it.

Why was it so hard for him to apologize? I didn’t seem to accept his apology, but neither did he

He seems to regret his actions yesterday.

It made me even more angry and broke my poor heart and I’m tired of waiting for an apology.

After I left the hospital and walked for a while, I saw Burger King and sighed with relief.

I still had Tristan’s credit card and went to the building. I looked at the number of people in the room and turned around.

By the time he got home from the hospital, Maurice had already prepared other dishes on the table. ‘Oh, how did you know I needed this?

I smiled at him as he sat down and asked.

“Mr. Sanchester…”

He immediately stopped talking. I dropped the spoon. “What are you doing, Miss Simpson?”

“Not”.

– I smiled and ate with a spoon in my hand. I wouldn’t let him ruin it for me. When it was over I felt sick and waited before going to my room.

I took off my clothes, showered and stood in the shower for 20 minutes watching the water flow down the drain. Should I get used to it? Failure and pain? Has Tristan opened up to me?

I combed my wet hair back and washed my body and hair. I looked at my reflection in the mirror with a brush and started to hate it.

My blue eyes are no longer clear and my skin is pale. I looked away and quickly wiped my body, dried myself and left the bathroom.

I saw Tristan sleeping on my bed, shirtless, just his pajamas, and I stopped and looked at him and clenched my fists. when did he come here Who told him he can sleep in my room? I put on a sweater and shorts because I didn’t have the energy to argue with him anymore.

I grabbed an extra pillow and blanket, turned off the lights, and lay down on the couch. I closed my eyes and forced myself to sleep.

I woke up when I felt something on my face, and when I opened my eyes, Tristan was looking at me and his thumb was caressing my cheek. He gave me a sad smile and saw his sleeping bag and was very tired.

When I took my hand and checked the time, it was past 2 o’clock.

morning. I turned my back on him and tried to go back to sleep.

“I know I was wrong and anything I say to you now won’t ease the pain I’ve caused you.”

he whispered “I’m sorry I got mad at you. I was mad and blind when I said that, but I don’t regret arresting your ex.”

I did not say anything. – cash?

He slapped me on the shoulder, but I shook it off. “I’m so sorry. I wish I could undo this. You don’t. I don’t see you like that.”

I’m still silent.

I was waiting for him to talk about Nadia. “Tell me something, I’m going crazy here.” He said.

Even though he couldn’t see me, I closed my eyes. “Chloe?”

He felt his breath on his neck. – cash?

His lips almost touched my skin. I turned around and slapped him in the face. He stepped back with a groan and I stood up from the couch. “Work harder, Mr. Sanchester.”

I gave him a kind smile and then looked at him.

I left the room and slept in the living room downstairs. The next day I yawned loudly, walked into the living room, smiled at Maurice and sat down where he took my hand.

Breakfast.

Tristan arrived at work dressed in a black suit with gold buttons belonging to his expensive gold watch. He sat in front of me and I ignored his presence and ate.

I ate in silence for a while before he spoke. “What exactly do you want, Cathy?” This question caught my attention.

“I stood up and I didn’t know what to do. I know I deserve a slap.”

My joints still hurt, why are the bones getting in the way? ‘You want to stop being stupid and open my heart. Are they too many to ask Mr. Sanchester?

– Isn’t that what you call it?

“Stop being stupid and apologize to Gray.”

“He deserved it.”

“I lied to the police and went to jail!”

“I was worried.” “I’m worried, kid.”

I got up and left the kitchen. It started raining after 8pm and I came out of the room and looked at the raindrops.

I laughed as I remembered my sister and I playing in the rain while my mother called our names. I wiped the tears from my right eye and blew the curtain.

I pulled out my phone and tried to call him again, but he still blocked my line. I threw the phone on the bed and walked out of the room and I had to feel the rain on my skin and I missed that feeling. Who has a cold? Morris saw me when I left

Building, then my shoulders were pulled

the rain hit me

I smiled and looked at the black sky. He slapped me and made me laugh, he said he was crazy but he liked to play in the rain. I reached for the bell. ‘What are you doing, come in.

Otherwise, you’ll catch a cold.”

I ignored Tristan’s voice from behind me. I kept smiling in the sky like the rain

fell on me – cash?

I’m starting to like the name

It still pissed me off. I heard his footsteps after a while too

behind me.

“God, why are you so stubborn?”

He took my hand, but I pulled back. “Leave me alone!”

“If you want a conversation, you can have it internally.”

“He asked me what I wanted, as if to say something, but he refused and looked like a coward.”

His chin froze.

“You are a coward, Tristan.”

I looked into his eyes and his stature never threatened me. “Now what are you going to do, hit me like that innocent mirror?” give me a name

His fists were clenched and the veins in his arms were now visible.

– I don’t understand, what is so important to Nadia?

I threw my hands in the air. Now or never, so I went

Make him angry until he says something.

“Why don’t you tell me about him?” Why?!!”

“Why is his name tattooed on your skin? Does he have anything to do with you?”

Post traumatic stress?”

He was still silent. The rain fell on her forehead and my eyes rolled over her full lips. Now is not the time for Tristan to look sexy. I moved my gaze to his eyes with mixed emotions.

My clothes clung to my body and made me feel how wet I was. “Why don’t you help me?”

I asked with tears. “It’s not there!” It’s not real!” he shouted “It’s not there!” It’s not real!” he shouted

“What the?”

I murmured. “But… you… this… how?”

I’m confused, it doesn’t make sense. Why did he tick every time I asked him if it was true? “He’s not there.” More.

He said this time with disappointment. “What do you mean not anymore?” “It’s just a coincidence, okay?”

Was that his stupid excuse?

“What happened to him?” I know it’s not a random tattoo.”

I got close. He looked away and it was hard to say anything to me. “Tristan, you can talk to me, I won’t bite.”

“I can not do it.”

She turned her back to me and pushed her wet hair back.

“It hurts, it still hurts.”

I heard him say For some reason, she made a sound like she was about to cry.

He turned and looked at me. “Hello.”

– When he got closer, he pulled the baby’s hair from his forehead to one side and covered his face with his hands.

– cash,

He covered my face so I could see him. ‘I hate myself for hurting you. I know I’ve been stupid, but I want to do more for you, Cathy.

‘At first you were a crazy girl that I would never have chosen, but you were more than that and I couldn’t help it.

get out of your mind If you ask me something, I’ll answer you, but I’m not ready to talk about tattoos yet.”

– Any lies?

– Without lying.

A slow smile appeared on his lips.

“How did you know I was in Gray and what did I tell the police to arrest him?”

‘I didn’t leave you that night, I parked my car by the bus stop and tried to think of something to say to you behind the sign. I saw you in the car and I saw your ex walking towards you and I felt an inexplicable rage. I saw you leave and I felt like I lost the most important thing in my life.

Wow, did I ever talk to Tristan or anyone else? “We’re arguing in the car…

If I was given another chance,

Or my feelings for you were real. I got out of the car and looked for you but couldn’t find it and asked but no luck. I tried to call

You, but you rejected my call, so I called Adrian and told him what happened. “I told the police not to report it, but I was so angry I didn’t hear anything,” he said.

‘I went to the police and said I saw him take you. They were looking for your phone and that’s how we found you.”

“Why didn’t the police listen to me?”

“I told you you had amnesia.” he said timidly.

“Wow. Just Wow.” “Sorry”.

– You called me a whore, Tristan.

‘I swear. I didn’t mean that. I’m so mad to go back

your ex I hate myself for saying things like that.”

I hate to say, “I wanted to break every part of you.” ‘I’m really sorry. Don’t make me apologize to your ex.

I smiled at his desperate look. He smiled and took my right hand.

‘I don’t want to be someone who makes you cry, I want to be someone who makes you laugh every day. I care about you and I hate to hurt you. I’m more attached to you than I thought, and I don’t want to break it, Cassandra.

“Is there a camera somewhere?” I looked around and asked.

“You shouldn’t have ruined the moment. I was a romantic.”

“I spoiled it by telling you Cassandra first.”

“I love Cassandra, it’s a sweet name.” “And Mr. Sanchester sounds sweet.”

“My middle name is Nolan.”

“I like Mr. Sanchester, and he suits your manhood.”

She smiled softly, and after her sweet laugh stopped, we were enveloped in silence.

‘I can’t wait to kiss you now. It was a long time ago now.”

He placed his eyes on my lips and whispered softly.

He put his hand on my chin and put his thumb to his lips. He sent me a sweet stream of water.

“Prove yourself worthy.” I said in a hoarse voice. He lifted my chin and kissed my lips lightly. His hand slowly moved to my neck and I returned it with each kiss. Rain has never felt so good to me

Skin I loved the feel, his lips felt heaven on me, rain on my skin. He put his other hand on my face and pulled me closer. His tongue entered my mouth. I pulled off his wet shirt and moaned feeling every part of his skin in the rain.

He bit my lower lip and gently pulled me between his teeth, I stroked my hand over his wet chest and pulled out his backpack from under his shirt. when I was

Her throat moaned and I repeated it.

“I have to go in.” It’s cold. I said panting. Walking into his room was torture and we had to keep our hands off each other as Morris watched us in the dining room while we waited for our food.

After that, Tristan backed her up against the wall.

As soon as he went down the stairs to his room. I knew Morris would see us so I had to pull him into the room.

His kiss was hard, and I loved it, the water was dripping from our bodies and even though it was cold, I was very hot in his kiss. I wanted to touch him, but I couldn’t let go of my hand, which I grabbed over my head with my left hand. I pushed my body into him and wanted more. He stepped back, released my hand and looked at me with his black eyes. I kissed her as I ran my fingers through her wet hair. He grabbed my bottom and, with a box of several books and a pen in hand, walked over to the table and, without breaking the kiss, pushed us all onto the table.

I put my legs around his waist

I traced his beard with my fingers as his lips moved, loving the roughness of my face. I pulled her shirt and she pulled it back and immediately took it off. Her stunning V-line first attracted attention.

in the end

The injured brain breathed a sigh of relief. I felt the texture of her skin and moved my hand along the curves of her body and she looked down as she looked at me.

I reached to take off my shirt but he stopped me. “It’s all because of you tonight, leave it to me.”

– He spoke hoarsely and came between my legs.

He took off my shirt and looked down at the simple peach bra I was wearing and planted a wet kiss from my shoulder to my neck. I moaned as he nibbled at my thighs with his nails. grab the edge

The table was full of joy. He grabbed my bottom, bit me and left marks on the skin of my neck, bit my ear and pulled me gently with his lips.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the pleasure it brought to my body. Everything was new to me. I’ve never done more than kiss every guy I’ve ever met.

I felt his hand go down my back and touch Mark. I was nervous but relaxed as he continued to touch me like nothing meant anything.

He grabbed my bra and unbuttoned it. He took it down and returned to my lips. His finger touched the zipper of my jeans. He unzipped and unzipped.

He pulled back and looked into my eyes and we both took deep breaths. “If you ask me to stop, I will.” said my hand

Knowing well.

I wasn’t thinking straight now. I wanted to feel his touch and kiss. That sweet feeling wanted to flow through me. I shut off my brain and stopped thinking. I wanted it. My life was already a mess and nothing was going my way. So yes, I lost my virginity to the man who ruined my life tonight.

“Don’t stop, I want you, I want you.”

I pulled him back and whispered as I kissed him. He reached for the zipper of his jeans. I was surprised when I put my hand on his boxers.

– cash…

I went closer, kissed her on the lips and remained silent. He ran his fingers through my hair and kissed me deeply. I cried as he took a handful of my hair and brought it to his lips.

Mine. I thought the pillow was too tight so I fiddled with it with my hand and then heard a moan about what was wrong.

When I opened my eyes, my pillow was Tristan’s chest. – What dream did you have?

His husky voice hit my ears and made my arms use my hands.

“pillow”.

I tilted my head to look at him. Bad idea, I can’t look away. “morning.”

She whispered with a soft smile that belied his crystal blue eyes.

He combed my hair with his other hand and caressed my cheek with his thumb. I realized I had slept on it all night. I tried to move my leg and my leg got caught under his seat.

A sudden pain between my legs hit me and it was the first time I knew how bad it was, but I never expected the pleasure after the pain to wear me down completely. “Are you ok?”

I smiled at him and lay on his chest.

It was a little rough, but I liked it. – You are not working today? I asked instead.

“I already told the secretary I was late.”

His finger encircled my skin. There was a knock on the door and my heart raced as Tristan pulled the sheet up to cover my back. door

He opened it and Maurice entered. “Hello, Mr. Sanchester.”

Maurice greeted me and I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep.

“Leave it here.”

I felt something in the bed. I woke up to the sound of the door closing. I smelled fresh bread, turned around and saw some breakfast on a wooden tray. “Are you hungry?” “Sure!”

Ignoring the pain in my legs, I sat up and looked for my panties and didn’t care if he was looking at them or not.

I went to her closet and grabbed her shirt and she smiled at me as I entered her room. She turned an arm behind her back to support her head, hung a sheet around her waist and rested her head against his head.

“I want to wake up to this every morning.”

He sat down in front of the tray to sleep and said he was very hungry. “I want to wake up to this every morning.”

I said, grimacing, pointing at the tray.

I smiled and moved closer to his face. “I want to wake up to this beautiful face every morning.”

I whispered a kiss but he wanted more and grabbed my waist and deepened the kiss.

He pulled me closer to him and I sat on him and gently stroked his hand from my thigh to my waist. I took a step back as he began to trace his fingertips along my spine.

“I’m sorry. Mr. Sanchester, but I .

food”.

I backed away and went back to the sweets that were waiting for me. “I’ll put you to work, Cassandra.”

As I stared at the strawberry in my mouth, she walked into the completely empty bathroom.

“Will you please come?”

he asked over his shoulder. “Eat first.”

She smiled and went into the bathroom.

She didn’t stay long in the shower and wrapped a white towel around her waist. – Don’t you want to eat?

I asked for a piece of red velvet cake.

He took the water to where I was.

I sprinkled it on her head and scooped out a spoonful of pudding and fed her. “It’s good.”

He told me while eating his sixth Polish.

“I have a meeting at 11 o’clock.”

He kissed my cheek and pulled me inside. “What about your mother?” – It suits him well.

He answered from the closet.

I ate bread, drank orange juice and was never hungry. After telling Tristan that I lost my virginity, Vina screamed on the phone for 20 minutes.

Morris looked at me and smiled all day, which made me a little uncomfortable. Tristan left the office late today and woke up to take care of the lady.

Good 1 and 2. Even though it’s the fifth movie I’ve seen, I’m completely hooked. There was a knock on the door and the door opened before I could answer. Tristan came in very tired and I got out of bed. “Hello.”

I hugged him and he carried me to bed.

His aftershave pulled me closer to him and he was already in bed. – Have you already eaten?

I asked him as he moved closer to me to find a comfortable place to rest his head on my chest.

“That’s right. And you?” I nodded. “Turn down the volume.” he criedBelongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

I ignored him and continued watching the movie. His steady breathing showed that he was asleep.

I thought my destiny was set and that I would never find the perfect person. I have wanted to enjoy this for a long time. Tristan has his secret and he tried to lock me in the dark but I can’t let him go.

Detective Chloe wouldn’t let me and I wanted to know a way. “Hello.”

Tristan whispered to wake him, but I blocked his voice.

He bit my ear and stroked my hair. – cash,

he kissed my nose

– OK. I will get ready for work.

I hummed a hum. He got out of bed kicking my ass and I stopped attacking him.

I missed that warmth and crawled under the covers and heard a squeak from the next room. “Tristan?”

I sat down, called and looked around, but he was not in the room.

Another loud noise from his room made my heart beat fast. I got out of bed and heard another noise in his room. I ran out of the room and Maurice ran up the stairs.

I opened the door and saw that he had broken a painting on the floor and had a very angry expression on his face.

I opened my mouth to see dozens of paintings hanging on the wall.

They were all the same. Cute picture of little baby’s feet in heart shape. There are no photos in his room. how did you get here

“Tristan?”

he was a completely different person

When he breaks the picture like crazy. Morris enters the room and is surprised.

“Oh, who… I’ll take you right away.”

He was confused as he walked. “Put everything away!”

He screamed and threw her across the room.

He was sitting by the bed and didn’t know what to say, so why was he afraid of the painting? He was obsessed with them.

– Get them out of here!

He covered his eyes with a hand breathing heavily and noticed that his hands were shaking. I went up to him and hugged him, and at first he was silent.

– cash?

Apparently he didn’t know it was me.

In my room. He pulled me closer to him, wrapped his arms around me and almost put pressure on me.

I heard his heart beating and that was it

I hit her too fast, but it didn’t last long

long before it’s back to normal. I drank the living water from me

I hope the bottle won’t fall.

It was so weird sitting here not knowing what Adrien and Tristan were going to talk about. Maurice came in a little nervous. I wanted to hug you, but I was busy taking care of you

A mess with the pictures Tristan took in her room. “The CCTV was broken so I couldn’t record last night or this morning.”

He said calmly, as if someone would hit him if he hurried.

“Whoever puts the picture in my room should know this house.”

“Or maybe he’s following you.”

Adrian said putting his hand on the table. God, it’s been 6 years.

He groaned, running his hands through his hair.

– Don’t tell mom.

He warned Morris before firing him. I waited for you to explain

They looked at me and continued their conversation.

“I think we need to beef up security here.”

Adrian suggested. “The last thing I need right now is to go back to rehab.”

he murmured in fear.

As Adrian’s phone buzzed on the table, he glanced at it and smiled. “I’m sorry but I have to go.” Call me if you need anything, Chloe.

“Hi”

I waved my hand. He stood up and I looked at Tristan with my head in my hands.

I got up from my chair, walked over to where he was sitting and put my hand on his shoulder. Surprised, he turned to me.

“I am.”

I said this morning with a soft smile. She is

He stood up and hugged me, he was silent and the hug lasted more than a minute.

‘I promise to explain everything.

are you coming.”

he whispered I smiled and hugged him again.

It was Thursday and I was home alone. throw the phone on the table

I’m looking for food.

I answered the phone groaning, unable to find my bag of Cheetos because of the ringtone. It was Adrian and Tristan was too busy to call anyway and said he had a council meeting today.

– Hello, Adrian.

“You’re busy?” “Not”.

I answered and grabbed a bag of Cheetos. “Meet me outside an Asian restaurant 5 minutes from where you are.”

– Well fine.

On the way to an Asian restaurant, I ate Cheetos, wiped my mouth, and ran my fingers through my hair.

When I entered Adrian shook me and the place was very charming. I smiled and sat in front of him.

“Is something wrong?” “Not?”

– he said smiling. “I just wanted to play.”

He said when the waiter came.

“So what about Tristan?”

The waiter asked after taking our order. “Well, he told me about Nadia.” I lied to get something from him.

“really? He doesn’t like to talk about it.”

“Nothing to hide, nothing big anyway.”

“He’ll be a good father.” “And what?”

“A good father to your daughter Nadia.”

He said as if I knew. “My daughter?”

“My daughter?”

“Does Tristan have a daughter?”

I sat back in my chair, still trying to process what he just said. – Well… I thought he told me

“Oh, he never did.”