The Accidental Wife (Emily and Julian)

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She looked like a goddess in that gold dress. When my eyes fell on

her, she had me speechless. I didn't understand how somebody could hold all of that beauty and be malicious like her. I wanted to run away from the living room because it was hard to resist her. It was hard to stand in front of her without thinking about having her backed against the wall and kissing the hell out of her.

I was aware that it was wrong of me to expect her to follow me, but I couldn't be that close to her. I couldn't look at her kissable lips and breathe in her sweet scent. She was captivating in every single way and I had a feeling that she wasn't aware how beautiful she was. When her hand started to tremble in mine, I took a look at her face and saw how nervous she seemed. I knew I had to act quickly. I shielded her with my body as I calmed her down. Honestly, I was making the

most out of being that close to her. My body was almost glued to hers and at that moment. I hoped that my manhood wouldn't betray me.

I hated how I spoke to her. She didn't deserve that, but I needed to be rude. For her own good and mine too. I didn't want her to get close to me. I didn't want her to believe that something might happen between us. The test did state that she was also drugged, but what if Fiona's voice was still in my head. She used to tell me to never trist Emily, that she was a snake who always wanted things to happen in her own way. Fiona didn't have any reason to lie to me or portray a false image of Emily.

"Where is Emily?" Mum asked me. I had been so lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice my parents returning to the table.

I looked around me, trying to spot my fiancée, but she was nowhere to be seen. I was glad that neither of my parents was there to witness her scolding me. I hated how right she was. I did make my own opinion about her based on what I was told by Flona. "I don't know. I'll look for her," I said

"Did something happen between the two of you?" Dad asked.

"No, I'll go find her. I walked away before they would ask more questions. For some reason, they both seemed to be so in love with Emily.

I made my way to the terrace after looking around and indeed, she was there, but she wasn't alone.

There was a man standing close to her and if my judgment is correct, she wasn't comfortable.

"You look undeniably gorgeous in that dress of yours. I bet it would look better on my floor. I heard the man tell her. I took a closer look at him and noticed who she was, Logan Sanders. His family was in real state, but they weren't the best. "I'm engaged," she said, taking a step back.

"I don't see a ring on your finger." I made a mental I note to buy one for her as soon as possible,

"My ring is getting resized," she replied without hesitation.

"I can make you happier than whoever your fiancé is could ever do." He took a couple of steps towards her and reached for her hand, but she quickly pulled it away.

"You need to leave." She was struggling and I had to put an end to her misery.

"You heard her, Logan. Leave," I said, walking towards them. She seemed surprised to see me, but I couldn't ignore the relief that took over her features. I was glad that I was the reason behind how relieved she seemed the moment she spotted me. Julian Kensington. You always get the best, don't you?" His tone was full of envy. He didn't know that I didn't get to pick, but I was curious to know what made him think that she was special.

"Of course, I do get the best," I said, wrapping my arm around her waist and kissing her temple. "Any man would be an idiot if he didn't pick such an outstanding girl like Emily." She played along and leaned on me although I was sure that she wanted to set me on fire. "Rea back inside, honey!" She nodded and walked with me inside.

"Do you know him?" I asked her, but she shook her head without looking at me. I could tell that she was mad at me, and she had every right to feel

like that

"I wasn't exactly the nicest," I said, bringing myselfin front of her causing her to stop

walking

"You have to be specific. Which time do you mean?" She folded her arms over her chest. Staring at her eyes was going to be the death of me.

"I'm sorry about the way I talked to you a while ago." I was aware of what I had done. It was more

than talking in a bad way, I made her feel inferior. I judged her and deprived her of any chance to show me who she truly was. I knew where I went wrong, but it wasn't easy to accept her in my life..

"Why did you lie and tell Logan that your ring was getting resized?" I found myself asking.

"I thought if I told him that I was engaged, he would just leave me alone, because men have the tendency to respect the presence of other men in a woman's life than respect her desire to be left alone." I was surprised that she answered my question without giving me a hard time. I was suddenly curious to know more about that girl and the way she thougin.

"Did you have any boyfriends before Chester!" Why was I asking that? I had no idea, but I felt the need to know the answer.

"Why do you want to know?" I had no solid answer for her question.

"Fiona never said anything about you dating anybody before Chester and I want to know the girl I'm about to marry"

"So you're telling me that I used to be a topic of your everyday conversation?" She raised one eyebrow in amusement. She knew how to render me speechless. "In case you haven't put two and two together already, Fiona and I have never been friends. We have never b called family. Jeffrey, Maggie. Fiona and I aren't exactly besties" "Why?" I wanted to know her point of view. According to Fiona, they didn't like interacting with her, because she hated them and always felt the need to hurt them in any way.

"That's a question I'm not going to answer. I will let you figure out the answer on your own. Her eyes were full of challenge. Something about Emily scared me. The courage she talked with whenever her family was mentioned indicated that she had every right to despise th What if she was right?

Even if she was, I didn't want to give her a chance. I didn't want to give our relationship a chance. I was tired of being a puppet in my father's hands. I hated how he decided to end my relationship with Fiona only to have me date her sister in the span of twenty-four hours I was angry at him, but there was nothing I could do. I was going to lose everything if I didn't do what he wanted me to do. The best option was to do what he wanted Luckily, the marriage didn't have to be permanent, and we could get a divorce after two years. I wasn't going to let him think that the one he chose for me was the best choice. I wanted to have matters in my own hands. I wanted to find somebody whom I could fall in love with away from my family. Emily was their choice and they seemed to adore her, so I wasn't goi I tried to accept that idea the first time I was told that I was to marry Fiona 1 tried to picture myself with her and I was beginning to accept our relationship but when they ended things between us because of finding Emily in my bed, I was outraged. I made up my mind that I In addition to all of that, I already had a certain picture of Emily in my head that I wasn't willing to change. Fiona wasn't bad. She was a good fiancée who loved me. She wouldn't lie to me about her stepsister and make her seem like the bad guy. There was no reason for "Let's get back to the table." Emily snapped me out of my thoughts, and I nodded. I stared at my future wife as she walked in front of me, and I wondered if I was being unfair to her.