'What? husband? Hsh! I feel like strangling her with my bare hands. But, why is she terribling... and are those tears I see? Why, why, why is she making me feel like the bad guy here? Why is she pretending to be scared? This woman is out to destroy my life and she is still the same person crying like its her life that is being destroyed. Is she really terrified or is this just an act? Of course it's an act, she teared the same way at the restaurant and gave me her word, but today she appeared out of the blues and got married to me. She's always acting like I repulse her, always distant and avoids me like I was a plaque, but didn't miss the opportunity to call herself my wife few minutes ago in front of everyone. She is playing games with me and being very sly about it. Hsh! I hate her so much'.

"If you ever refer to me as your husband in 'public', I'll make you regret it in public. If you ever for a moment think you can stand with me as an equal, I'll push you down with my own hands. And if you think that I'll ever regard you as my wife, then be prepared to get disappointed, over and over again. I will make everyday you spend with me unlivable. I'll make you regret your actions, because every decision you took today were yours to make and you made the choose the ones that suit you and your mother best. So now I would make my own decisions that suit me and that would cause you great pain, more than you have caused me. From this moment, my time, I would sacrifice to making you regret ever choosing to get married to 'your sister's husband'. You disgust me, get lost!" I yelled pushing her aside.

She ran into the bathroom, and I immediately felt like I just made a mistake.

I shouldn't have let her go, I should have made a suffer a little while longer but I really can't stand the sight of her.

I'm very upset right now and I really needed to cool off, so I left the room, banging the door so hard it might have been heard downstairs.

I went to my office, I needed to work in other to get my mind off that horrible woman. I tried to distract myself with work, but I couldn't.

I just couldn't get the look in her eyes off my mind.

'Was she really in pain? Did she regret being rude to me earlier? No, I can't believe her. She is a treacherous, sly wench and a pretty good actress. She would stop at nothing until she gets want she and her mother wants. But what exactly is it that they want from me? I need to find that out first'.

I have to find out some way and I would need Daniel for that.

I opened my MacBook which I had closed early due to frustration. It had a video clip on it that I saved earlier.

I opened the video and watched it for the second time, but it made me even more furious watching it over again.

I felt a stinging feeling that made my blood boil. I flipped the documents that were by the side of the MacBook forcefully that they landed on the ground with a loud thud.

She was really messing with me, and I would make sure she regrets tolling with me all her life.

I stood up and walked to the overhaul window that looks across the beautiful garden maze at the back of the Winfrey mansion.

It was already night but the lights from the poles at the backyard made the maze clearer and more visible.

I could still hear distant noises and cheering of the guest who had gathered for the Welcoming, my welcoming. If only they knew what a sham this marriage was.

While they think it's a happy marriage, none of us would actually be happy in it. Outside we may appear to be the trophy couple, but inside we won't be able to stand each other.

'I would never truly accept her as my better half, never'.

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"Tsk tsk tsk, oh Livy. Why are you here, by this time? Isn't it your wedding night?" Sophy asked acting ignorant.

"Well, someone lied to me. She told me Markian takes very good care of his woman. I wonder what else she must have lied to me about." I replied disappointed and continued,

"If you can tell me the truth, just this once, I'll believe you. Was Markian an abusive husband towards you? Please, Sophy you have to tell me. Help me out here, please."

"Does he seem like a dangerous man to you? Why do you keep asking such absurd question? Mom must have been the one brain washing you into thinking the worst about him, right?" Sophy inquired angrily.

"No, Sophy. I never really took to heart what mom said before I got married to Markian, but tonight, I saw a different side of him that is so terrifying to behold. Tonight, the look in his eyes were like those of a killer. I... I felt petrified to my bones, like my life was about to end, Sophy " I explained sincerely.

"you've always been scared and petrified to the bones by mere cats, sometimes I just don't understand you at all" Sophy complained while shaking her head animatedly.

"I think I made a mistake marrying Markian, I was stupid to have listened to you" I replied sadly.

"you did what you wanted, because no one would've been able to stop you, not even if I came back from the dead. So if you think you made a mistake then it all you sis, not me" Sophy asserted firmly.

"What do I do now? He just doesn't hate me, he loathes me I saw it in his eyes. I knew he would be upset but I never imagined that this was how I would live my married life with the only man I have ever loved. I feel very empty" with tears streaming down my soft pink cheeks I recalled Markian's voice -yelling and ordering her to 'get lost'- as it echoed in my head.

He doesn't want to see the sight of me at all. What was I thinking? How did I play this all out in my head that it seemed like a possible task when in reality, it was never going to work? I did a great job at deceiving myself that for sure.

"First thing first. Wake up! Not everything can be solved by passing out on the bathroom floor or feeling sorry for yourself all the time. Tsk, I can't believe you are still afraid of the dark so much so you passed out. After all this years, how did you survive?" Sophy questioned.

"I always had the flashlight you gifted me on our 13th birthday. I always kept it with me."

"You're pathetic, you know right? Just wake up and be a wife. No more slacking. Just because he doesn't want to see you doesn't mean the end for you. You married him, so do your part as his wife and the others would fall into place" Sophy affirmed.

The bathroom light was so bright that it distorted my vision for few seconds until my eyes adjusted to it brightness.

Two hands on either of my shoulders gently jerked me to consciousness. I was shivering from lying on the cold tiled bathroom floor all night and I might have even caught a cold as I involuntarily let out a sneeze.

The lady who woke me up seemed confused and somewhat upset as she helped me up and led me out to the bedroom. Laying me on the bed she hurried to get a blanket to place on me.

While she was in the closet I realized it was already morning and my dear husband was nowhere to be found. The tight knot in my stomach released a bit.

I can't believe he hates me to the point that he didn't even want to see me at all, all night. To know that he fell asleep knowing I was in the bathroom was just too disappointing.

As the lady -who seemed to be in her late thirties with her hair packed neatly and tight in a bun- returned with a rob and a blanket, I obediently wore them without hesitation.

I was still shivering so she suggested if I would like a hot cup of tea. I nodded but before she left, I had to ask, "Where is my husband? Is he downstairs?".

"No ma'am. The Chairman left for the office an hour ago," she hastily replied.

The feeling of disappointment doubled as my stomach churned and ached signalling that I needed to eat something. I hadn't had anything to eat since yesterday morning which also led to my passing out.

After drinking the tea, Martha -the lady who waited on me- ran a bath for me. I felt a bit better after the bath but needed to eat something as soon as possible before i'ld pass out again.

While Martha cleaned up the room, I went downstairs to see if I could wipe myself a breakfast sandwich at least. Surprisingly, another maid was waiting for me down the stairs and led me to the dinning table.

Apparently, everyone had already had breakfast and left for their daily business, but a second breakfast table was prepared for me. I couldn't help but stuff my face with toast and bacon as I was very hungry. I also had oatmeal with it and a glass of orange juice. It was really satisfying but lonely, just like back home.

Though, I often had breakfast with my mom, she only reads the newspaper article while she eats and I just try to round up my work from previous day as I had my meal. We don't really talk even though we are almost always together, be it in public or at home.

I wondered what Markian had for breakfast, if he always had breakfast with Sophy before leaving for work or not. Were they really a happy couple? Would he and I ever have such a relationship? I wondered.

I stretched my hand to grab the newspaper across the table. I was sipping the glass of orange juice when I saw few articles about Markian, that made me choked on the juice.

I reached for the other newspapers and glanced through them swiftly and each one I look at I'm left bewildered.

Times daily: Young widowed billionaire speaks up about rumored marriage.

Daily Dose: Castlehill Chairman speaks on the rumor about his remarriage.

Guardians: Markian Winfrey says that the rumor of his second marriage is only but a rumor.

Vice ET: Late super model Mrs Sophia M. Winfrey's husband, billionaire Chairman of Castlehill tells public that he loves and respects his wife so much. Remarriage is not yet a matter for discussion to him.

Fabulous Entry: Handsome Billionaire and Heartthrob CEO of Castlehill chooses to remain single as to honor the memory of his late wife.

Suddenly I felt sick to my stomach, i was going to throw up. I was sweating like a horse in pursuit, I needed to breath.

The maids attending to me were cautious enough to stay at a safe distance and would not intervene unless asked to. I got up but got a sharp pain on my forehead like I was being hit on the head with a plank.

I stumbled and was about to meet with the ground when a sturdy arm grabbed me from behind my waist and pulled me close. When I opened my eyes, they were met with desert brown eyes and furrowed brows in a worried expression.

Daniel stood stiff not moving as my body crashed and rested on his, we were literally conjoined to each other. I could feel is heart beat intensify and the smell of his cologne engulfed my nostrils.

What was he doing here? I thought he left last night. When I felt him stifle, I realized I was holding onto him too tight, so I tried to regain my balance and let go of him. When he was sure i was steady he let go of my waist.

Well, that was embarrassing especially with all the maids sending little glances at us. "Are you alright?" he asked concerned.

"Yes, thanks for the save. You are here? I thought you left yesterday," I asked trying to lighten the mood. The last thing I want was to be asked why I almost fell down few seconds ago.

"I was going to leave after breakfast. Met with a bad hangover this morning, I must have drank too much last night. So since I pretty much grew up here in this mansion I have a room upstairs, that was where I crashed last night. Hope you don't mind?" he asked courteously.

Why would I mind? He practically grew up here, so if he has a room upstairs, who am I to say if or when he uses it?

"Why would I? It's your room afterall" I replied casually. I mean the man heard me confess my feelings to the world the other night, he was going to help send me away yesterday on Markian's orders and he just saved my ass few minutes ago, so speaking to him formally is just a bother.

"Breakfast?" I asked as I stretched my arm to the dinning table. "I'ld also ask the maids to wipe up a hangover soup for you if you want" I included.

"Oh, no, don't bother. Breakfast would be enough. Have you had something to eat Mrs. Livy?" he inquired formally.

I guess he isn't getting the idea yet. "Yes, I just finished a while ago. And there is really no need to be so formal with me. We are family now, ain't we? So, you can just call me Livy." I spoke directly.

Thankfully, he nodded in agreement and started to dig into his breakfast. He was exciting to look at when eating, like he had no worries at all.

He soon noticed I was staring and slowed his pace. "Do you have plans for today?" he asked.

I haven't really thought that far, so I shoke my head. "I would be busy today, so why don't you call Heather. I'm sure she would be very happy to hang out with you. But if she can't, then give me a call. You'ld be my excuse for escape today." he said winking at me.

He seems like a cheerful person and very easy to flow with. Even though I'm not sure why he keeps helping me and would really want to know more about him, but I needed to discuss Markian with someone other than him. He might not understand since they've been together since childhood.

"Yeah, I think i'ld give her a call." I replied with a smile. As I stood and was about to leave, he grabbed by phone from my hand and typed in his number. He called his phone with my phone and got my number, he was going really fast I must say, but it didn't bother me at all.

He asked me to call him whenever I needed to talk or complain about anything, he assured me he was going to be all ears even if I needed someone to transfer aggression towards. That last bit made me laugh so much and for a brief moment I forgot my predicament.

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Luthel Ind

"What is these?" Markian asked while staring at a small box wrapped as a present.

"Your wedding present from me to you. Go on, open it" Judy ordered.

Markian had gotten a personal call this morning from Judy to come to Luthel Ind. immediately. She was the last person he wanted to see, but somehow he convinced himself to go meet her and know the reason for the urgent call.

Maybe, she had seen today's news article and wanted to get an explanation from him. He meant every word he said to those reporters.

To him, whatever had happened yesterday was just a big joke and nothing more. Judy and Livy could try their best to make whatever plans they think would help them win him over, but it would never work. He had made up his mind about Livy's status in his life and nothing was going to change that, nothing.

As he finished unwrapping the box, he opened it and found a key inside with an address. There was also an envelope inside the box with two flight tickets to the Caribbeans for a honey moon experience. He looked at the box and the envelope with the tickets in amazement.

"That is the key to your new home, it's a $16M mansion in Prior Lake. Not very far from the city although far from the Winfrey's mansion, but you are starting a new life so the farther away from your parents the better. And those are plane tickets to the Caribbeans for your honey moon for 2 weeks. You're welcome" Judy concluded.

"Thank you, but I don't think I would be accepting any of these. I'm not interested in leaving my family mansion, and I'm certainly not interested in going on a honey moon trip for 2 weeks." Markian refused outrightly and continued,

"I know your game Mrs. Luthel, the construction contract with the Hongkong Denles is coming in two weeks. Without me around, Luthel Ind. would have a big leverage to put up the bid of contract to the highest bidder. You don't let go of your grudges easily and I know you still want to set an example with Castlehill, but I would not let that happen. Castlehill is under my supervision, so you'll have to go through me to touch her. And I'm determined to bag the Hongkong contract weather you like it or not."

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