Marriage and Annulment

Duke appears to be shivering.

“Duke, stop the car; I’ll drive; you’re too tense, we might collide,” I said.

He exited the vehicle. As a result, I was the one who had to drive for the two of us. I think I understand him right now. Meeting a girlfriend’s parents can be stressful, especially if they are overly strict.

“Drink some water first; maybe you brought something in your car,” I suggested. He went behind the car to get some water in a plastic mineral container.

I came to a complete stop because we were right next to Mitch’s apartment. Then he exited the gate. He rapped on the car’s door. When I opened it, he punched me.

“Amara called me, Duke, you can’t be reached,” Mitch explained. When he climbed into the car.

“I turn off my phone because I don’t want anyone calling me, especially when I’m nervous,” Duke responded.

“Everything will be fine, don’t worry about it,” Mitch said.

“I can’t help myself, Mitch.”

I’ve already begun driving. We were in front of Amara’s mansion an hour later. The size of their house took my breath away. Many cars are parked inside the mansion. I could tell the party was about to begin. I was the first to leave, and I opened the door for Mitch.

“Let’s go in, Duke, there’s a crowd inside,” I said. He didn’t seem to hear what I was saying.

I rapped on the window.

“Are we there yet?” he inquired.

“Yes, so get down there and let’s go inside their house together,” I instructed.

Duke was probably forced to come down because we were really here. There is also no lag. As Duke and I followed, Mitch held my hand.

Amara stood at the mansion’s entrance with the woman and man I recognized as her parents. I don’t think we’re having a good day today. Amara’s parents were not pleased to see us. The woman’s brows rose to my mother’s age, and the man’s brows rose to Uncle Augusto’s age. When she saw Mitch, the woman simply smiled.

“Hello, Mitch, I’m glad to see you here, and who’s with you?” the woman asked, frowning from head to toe.

Mitch responded, “He’s my boyfriend, Ma’am.”

The woman smiled.

“Really? He’s so handsome. You’re lucky to have him,” the woman said, but I didn’t smile. Because he had previously mocked my character by looking at me from head to toe.

Amara is the opposite of her mother in terms of attitude..

“And who is the man who is behind you?” Amara’s father inquired.

Amara approached Duke and grabbed his arm. There’s a reason her parents’ eyes widened.

“Mommy, daddy, Duke, my boyfriend,” Amara explained. The woman smiled.

“Really? He’s so handsome. You’re lucky to have him,” the woman said, but I didn’t smile. Because he had previously mocked my character by looking at me from head to toe.

Amara is the opposite of her mother in terms of attitude..

“And who is the man who is behind you?” Amara’s father inquired.

Amara approached Duke and grabbed his arm. There’s a reason her parents’ eyes widened.

“Mommy, daddy, Duke, my boyfriend,” Amara explained.

The couple’s eyes widened when they heard what Amara said.

“Good evening, Ma’am, sir,” Duke said, about to approach the two to pay his respects when he was stopped.

“No need, you came here to meet us, didn’t you? Don’t you know there’s another man with a plan for Amara, and it’s not you?” the mother asked.

“Mommy!” exclaimed Amara.

“What’s the matter? Aren’t you telling her you’re going to marry someone else?” Amara’s father asked.

“I don’t agree, daddy! Because I love Duke!” Amara exclaimed, as Duke became pale and perplexed. He abruptly let go of Amara and walked out the gate.

Amara was supposed to follow Duke outside, but her mother intervened. So I simply followed Duke. First, I said my goodbyes to Mitch.

“I’ll just follow Duke, Mitch, and call you,” I said.

He gave a nod. I never said goodbye to Amara’s parents because I was furious at what they had done to Duke. I wouldn’t have gone if I had known what was going to happen. I’m in pain right now for Duke. I’m not sure what he can do. I caught up with him just as he was about to get into the car.

“Duke, where are you going?” I inquired.

“What do you want me to do, Zander? Stay there even though I know they’re hurting me? Are you thinking? You’re back inside the mansion. Why are you following me? I wish Amara would have followed me and fought for me, but only now can I prove that only friends can be there in any problem,” he says. His heart is filled with resentment right now.

Although no tears flowed from his eyes, I could feel the agony of his failure.

“Are you going to give up? I thought you loved Amara?” I asked.

“Do I have chance in case I fight for her? His parents don’t want me,” Duke replied before getting into the car.

“I’m hurt because his parents did something wrong, and he still doesn’t tell me, so it means one thing: he still doesn’t really love me very much. If I had known this is how I’d end up coming here, I wouldn’t have come here; I’m ashamed of you,” Duke said.

“What are you going to be ashamed of me? There’s no case against me like this. Let’s go home,” I said.

Then he walked out the gate to see Mitch. And then she got into the car.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“Let’s go,” Mitch said, her face solemn.

“What happened?” 

“They’re arguing, they’re scolding Amara, and she’s upset because Duke left without fighting for her parents; she wanted that Duke was go with her, but she also lied,” Mitch responded.

“I’m hurt, Mitch, because she kept a secret a secret from me, so what do you expect me to do? I was surprised because I didn’t even know? So it’s better like this. She can face her parents’ anger alone. They has a bad temper. I’ll meet many more women on the way. Why would I stick with a woman when her parents want a different man for her?” Duke said.

“You’re just saying that, Duke, because you’re hurting,” Mitch said.

“Of course, Mitch, it hurts, but I’m not a martyr to pursue someone who is difficult to pursue,” Duke explained.

My head shook. I don’t think their relationship will end here.

“Don’t rush the decision, Duke; wait until you two talk to Amara; maybe she was surprised, too, by what her parents revealed; she has a plan to tell you the truth, so she was just preceded by his parents; listen to what she tells you first, so you don’t regret it later,” I advised.

Duke shook his head.

“I don’t know what to do, Zander; I’m not a bad person; I’ve never cheated on a woman before; but why did I have this kind of life in terms of relationships?” Duke asked.

I drove away from Amara’s mansion in my car.

“Look at her, we were outside their mansion for a long time, but she didn’t even come out to follow me; she only wants one thing, she can’t fight me,” Duke explained.

I exhaled a sigh.

“Are you going home now, or somewhere else?” I inquired of him.

“I’m at the bar house first,” Duke said.

“Will we go with you first?” 

“Don’t do it, it’ll be too embarrassing for Mitch,” Duke advised.

“It’s fine with me, and it’s still early, so we’ll just go with you to the bar house,” Mitch said.

“Really?”

“Of course, we’re friends.”

We were still standing outside Lucianna’s mansion, under the mango tree. It’s seven o’clock at night, but the moon is shining brightly. The girls have yet to arrive. Lucianna and I also dined here.

“Aren’t they planning to stroll around the city until midnight? Call them,” I demanded of Lucianna.

“They texted me, Miss, they got home later,” Lucianna responded.

“Where did you hide the gadgets?” 

“It’s in your drawer, Miss,” she says.

“Thank you, Lucianna; I’ll go to bed early.” I said.