Married To My Lover's Brother

....You have the right to forget me. You have the right to abandon all the hopes I held in my heart. You have the right. But it's different for me because I love you......

Evelyn POV:

I was standing in front of the mirror, just finished applying my lipstick and checked myself for the one last time to see how I look.

"Evelyn! Come!" My mother; Vanessa Sawyer, called me.

I sighed, forming a smile and putting my heartbeat to normal by a deep breath and not afflicting my mind in any undesirable thought.

"Coming!" I yelled back and let out a sigh of disapproval again because no matter how much I dress up He will never notice me.

I tried so hard to tell myself that if he doesn't care, why would I? But, My heart just can't get it out of its head. I just can't do it.

My heart held those strange feelings for him for as long as I can remember. Just a glimpse of him is enough for me and that's the whole reason why I am going to his brother's wedding.

Just a partial view of him is embedded deep into my soul.

I have known him ever since my childhood. My father and his father are like brothers. When my grandparents died, Uncle Shawn's parents took care of my father.

‘We are all family'’

That's what he told me, when I confessed.

Just thinking about it breaks my tranquility and I am sure when I'm gonna come back, I'm gonna cry all night remembering all those painful memories which were given to me by him.

Even though he did nothing, it still hurts me that he did 'nothing'.

Why can't he reconsider my feelings? I know you can't force yourself to love someone but you can try, if it won't work, that's another matter.

Even after that, I am still going. Just to test myself whether I can get over it or not. I want to forget about him. That me falling for him, it was all a dream;

The dream he broke in a few seconds. I want to get over that humiliating and awkward situation.

..Well that's what I have been trying for the past 3 Years…

I want to forget I was literally begging him to date me and make things weird between us but it's the nightmarish reality I cannot run away from. There's no way for me to get out of this trap.

I ran my slender fingers through my long raven hairs and walked down. My gray eyes blinked when I stepped out of the house.

I wore a blue mermaid gown for his brother's wedding, going there just to see him, hoping I will feel nothing this time for him.

Mother and Father smiled when they looked at me. I smiled back and sat in the car.

"You are looking so pretty!" Mother exclaimed with awe.

"Just like her father." My Father; Edward Sawyer said proudly.

"Only in your dreams" Mother retorted.

"She is even more beautiful in my dreams."

"Yeah. Because she looks like her mother. Elegant."Mother said proudly.

"Elegant?" Father began to laugh and mother narrowed her eyes at father. I sighed at their childish fight. Not again.

"I look beautiful because of both of you," I said, trying to stop their childish argument. They looked at me and began to laugh.

I passed them a faint smile and we left. But, To be honest they looked so cute when they did that. Like they are a perfect couple.

Caring, Loving, Sweet and cute couple fights. I smiled sadly at the thought because I don't think I can be like them. I want to have a perfect love like them.

We reached the hall and my heart began to beat louder than any echo. My throat dried. Maybe I shouldn't have come.

Every time I came to meet them, I hoped that this time a miracle would happen and that moment I thought.

Even if it happens I would refuse it just like he did. So that he could know what I felt and what I have been through.

But neither that miracle is going to happen nor I think that if it happens I'll refuse it. I am truly desperate that I am losing myself in the fire of his rejection.

I cannot forget those moments where I was willing to do anything only to be his partner.

“Forget it, Evelyn. It has passed.”

I exhaled deeply and shook these thoughts off and went inside. I formed a smile on my face. Even though I was falling apart from inside, my facade is far greater than any other thing I possess.

"Uncle Shawn! Aunt Kyla!" I called them as I walked towards them.

Adrian is also standing behind them, my heart paced when I locked my eyes with his and unable to keep it up, I broke the two second gaze.

Adrian has green eyes along with dark brown hair. His body is built up along with a fair complexion. He has shaved, he doesn't like a beard that much so he shaves a lot.

But, his eyes are the most exquisite thing about him.

I scold myself not to admire his beauty. I deeply sighed in my mind and ignored him and hugged Uncle and Aunt.

"My my! When did we have two brides?"Uncle commented. I looked away shyly and replied with a 'thank you'.

Aunt kissed my forehead and complimented me. What I heard next is the most unexpected thing,

"Hi, Evelyn. You are looking Beautiful." Adrian said and I felt so elated.

Like everything stops and I want to lose myself in that, when he compli ‘Stop it! He doesn't love you!’

I smiled a little and replied, "Hey. Thanks."

"Where's Shawn?" Uncle asked.

"Ah, Father is helping Mother to secure her shoe's strap." I told him.

"Typical Vanessa, forgot to do it." aunt chuckled.

"I see, I will go and see your Father." Uncle nodded and left. Aunt also left to attend to some guests, leaving me alone with him.

"Evelyn, I"

"I will go and see Lawrence." I said, not wanting to be with him.

Before he could say anything I turned my head away from him and went to Lawrence. I would never fall for his trap.

‘What was the point of talking when you already broke my heart?’

"Hey! Congratulations! Getting married and all. So, Who's the lucky girl?" I asked in a teasing manner.

Lawrence is truly a gentleman like his father and Unlike his younger brother.

Lawrence inherited his father's looks. He has Pitch Black hairs and Green Eyes like his Brother both of them inherited it from their mother.

His body is less masculine than Adrian but his beard matches perfectly his features and his tanned complexion made him the most handsome guy in his family.

But, I don't know how I fell for the younger brother.

"Thanks... Her name is Emerald Wilson..." Lawrence replied in an uninterested tone. I tiled my head in confusion.

"What happened Lawrence?" I asked him.

"You know Evelyn, that arranged marriage ordeal," Lawrence replied. In their family, arranged marriages are very common, even cousin marriages.

"Like who gets arranged in a marriage in the twentyfirst century?" Lawrence said frustrated.

I can understand, marrying someone you don't even properly know is ridiculous.

"Calm down Lawrence, Who knows Uncle has chosen a gem for you?"

"I hope so."

"By the way, have you seen her before? How's she?" I asked. He looked at me for a second and smiled.

"Beautiful. But, the fact remains, It's arranged."

"Maybe you guys fall in love with each other real quick. I mean I can see that smile." I said teasing him. He smiled widely and then his smiled faded as he said,

"Maybe she has other plans or was being forced or maybe she may have the looks but not the heart. Who knows if she likes someone else or I am not to her liking? Anything could happen. What if I didn't fall in love with her?" Lawrence mumbled.

"Put these thoughts aside Lawrence and think positive. Who knows she fell in love with you at first sight?" I tried to cheer him up. He nodded in agreement.

"We'll see about it later. Well, at least I'll try to be a better husband. All I could do is to do everything I can to keep her happy." Lawrence smiled.

"Believe me. She's lucky to have you. You're such a gentleman." I smiled back.

"By the way, You look stunning." Lawrence complimented, I put my hand on my waist and pouted as I said,

"Thanks for noticing so late" Lawrence chuckled and I said,

"Save those comments for your soon to be wife."

"Of course!"

"Hey!" Adrian also joined the conversation and once again my heart began to beat faster.

I stood still as I felt my strength leaving my body. Adrian looked at me and then at Lawrence.

"What are you guys talking about?" He said.

"Nothing much," Lawrence replied.

"What about you? Have you found beauty yet?" Lawrence asked, teasing Adrian. Adrian looked at me and said,

"Oh yes, I did." My heart stopped.

Adrenaline rushed in my veins. I swallow the lump in my throat. Looks like he has decided to break me using a new way. I tried not to let out a tear and forced a smile.

"I'll go get some drinks." I excused myself and turned to leave but Adrian stopped me.

"You never talk to me. Come on, let's talk." He said with a smile.

And like hell, I would fall for this affection not when you have already broken my heart. "I have nothing to talk to you about."

"Why? Does seeing my face make you remember bitter memories?" He asked, slightly raged, coming closer.

"Yes. And I want to forget about it."

"And what if I want to make it real"

"I don't want to hear anything." I retorted.

That moment I want to say a lot of things to him to let out all the anguish I have felt in all those years. I opened my mouth to say something again but I heard a scream.

"SHAWN!!"

...Even if you are not here but your very existence resides deep within my soul A source of Salvation for me...

Evelyn POV:

"SHAWN!!"

I heard Aunt Kyla's voice.

“What the” Adrian paused, we both turned to them, perturbed immensely by the sudden scream, gaining attention.

Uncle was on the ground panting heavily. We rushed to his side, worried about his condition.

"Father!" Both brothers yelled and began to rub Uncle's hand.

"Adrian! Call an Ambulance!" Lawrence said, panicking.

Adrian nodded and stood up to call an ambulance. Father also came and bent and held Uncle's hand.

"Edward... Everything is ruined..." Uncle said as tears formed a screen in his eyes.

Looking at him like that I also began to cry.

“Uncle…” I sniffled, worried about his worsening state.

I have never seen him cry before looking at him like that breaks my heart. Father began to rub Uncle's back.

"Don't worry, Shawn. I am here." Father said reassuringly.

"Nothing can save it... No one can save my lost respect now.."

Uncle was panting heavily as his face was filled with tears. Lawrence and Adrian are also at the verge of crying.

"Don't say that, Father!" Lawrence finally broke and cried.

Looking at them my heart sank as uncontrollable tears fell from my eyes.

“Please, Uncle, be alright. Don’t say it.” I whispered, tensed.

Lawrence and Father helped Uncle to move and shifted him to a room. My crying mess form walked towards Adrian's extremely stressed form.

"What happened, Adrian? Did you call?" I asked, tensed..

".. There's too much traffic out there. I have called our family doctor instead of the ambulance. He'll be here at any moment.." He said running his hands in his hair.

I looked down and wiped my tears. “How could this happen? Why?” I whispered, leaning back, wiping my tears.

"How can this happen, Evelyn!?” He raised his voice, slamming his hand on the wall, startling me for a second.

“AAdrian?” I called him hesitantly.

“Everything was going as it should. Soon Brother was about to get married. Everything was going so smoothly and perfectly.” He growled, turning his head away for a second then back at me.

My heart raced at his intense stare, What happened to him?

“I was about to fix things. Make everything right but now it’s just falling apart.” Adrian said as a tear released from his eye.

“Fix what?” I asked softly, holding my dress.

“What I should have, the dreams I broke.” He whispered, taking a step towards me.

“II don’t understand.. Wwhat are you talking about.” I stuttered, turning my head away.

Looking at this wreaking havoc made me dejected. I wish I could do something to help.

“Adr” I was about to call but he curled his hand in a fist.

“Let’s pray Father recovers quickly.” He breathed out. My lips formed a thin line as I nodded.

“What were you going to say?” I asked.

"Leave it. It’s neither time nor situation. Where's my father?" Adrian asked, turning his head away for a second, disappointment flashing in his eyes.

"Father and Lawrence shifted him in a room." He nodded as we both went to the room.

Uncle is in a crying mess form. Everyone was trying to calm him. I can't look at him in this turmoil. I couldn't bear to stand there, so I walked out and resisted my urge to cry at his vulnerable state.

After a while, The doctor came. He examined Uncle and gave him an analgesic and a few medicines.

"What happened doctor?" Aunt asked.

"He had an anxiety attack. He's already a heart patient. Such attacks are not good for him." Doctor said.

"But what caused it?" Adrian asked.

A deadly silence fell upon the room. I shivered at this. I wonder what happened. After a few seconds, the doctor nodded and left.

I stood there dumbfounded about what happened. Aunt called Lawrence and took him somewhere. Adrian and mother stayed with the uncle as Father took me somewhere.

"What happened, father?" I asked.

"Evelyn. Save my brother." Father said, crying. I gulped apprehensively, receiving a bad omen by his word and asked,

"Tell me, Father, what happened?" A truly terrific sensation is surging through me.

"Lawrence's future wife, Emerald, ran away..." Father said, still crying. I was stiff upon hearing this. Just a few moments ago.

I was teasing Lawrence and now. I tried to speak but couldn't. Maybe I understood what father's going to say next and deep in my heart I begged it to be a lie.

"Please Save my brother. Who knows what will happen when he's gonna wake up. Please Marry Lawrence. That's the only thing that can save my brother" My mind went blank.

I lost my senses. A shallow breath escaped my lips. The feeling that is evoked within me at that moment is inexplicable. I lost my strength as I almost fell on the ground. My eyes widened in horror, shuddering in fright, heart bursting in agony.

‘Marry Adrian's Brother?’

Tears rolled onto my cheeks without any control over them. Before my mind could comprehend what was happening. I heard my father's voice again which shook my very core,

"Please Evelyn. I am begging you. Save my Brother. I beg you, please."

My hazy mind drowns in the pool of guilt when I see my father begging me.

No matter what I felt but I can't let it happen. My feelings aside, I can't let my father, who has done so much for me, beg me.

I never begged him and he joined his hands and begged me to save his brother. I felt heartbroken looking at my father like that.

“FFather?”

I am not that heartless that for my feelings I would let my uncle die. Maybe it's destiny's path to torment me more by being a part of his life yet being so far from him.

Uncle is like a second father to me. I can't let it happen.

“PPlease don’t cry. I will do it for you. Please don’t do this.” I whispered, kissing his hand.

“Oh, Thank you, Evelyn. Thank you so much.” He cried, hugging me. I have never seen my Father this desperate before and it shattered my heart.

I mustered some courage and stood up. My trembling legs walked toward the room. My quivering lips let out a shaky voice as I bent on the floor and held Uncle's hand.

"Uncle.." Uncle looked at me and said in a croaked voice.

"Evelyn... Why me? Why my Lawrence? Everything's shattered."

"No, it's not.." My voice came out like a whisper. Father came in and said,

"Shawn. I have a proposal for you." I closed my eyes and let out tears. Uncle let out an empty laugh and said,

"Nothing can save my lost respect now, Edward..." I felt like Uncle had smiled at me and I am too broken to pay attention to it.

"I would like to ask for your Son Lawrence's hand in marriage for my Daughter Evelyn."

…Your life with me is my deepest treasure…

Evelyn POV:

"I would like to ask for your Son Lawrence's hand in marriage for my Daughter Evelyn."

Uncle's eyes widened as I shut my eyes more tightly and let out a silent tear, forcing out a trembling smile to pretend it’s okay.

"You don't have to marry me, Evelyn," Lawrence said. My father's statement surprised everyone.

"Yeah, Evelyn, You are like my daughter. You don't have to. I don't want to force you." I sniffed as I wiped my tears.

"It's alright. I am not that heartless." I stood up and gave a cold look to Adrian who stood there absolutely stunned, staring dead into his eyes with this sentence.

"If I have to swallow my eternal feelings to save you..."

I then looked at Uncle and smiled.

"I'll gladly do it."

My answer shocked everyone in the room. No one expects me to say something like that.

"Evelyn..." Uncle began to say.

"How can I ever thank you," Uncle said wiping his tears.

"I am your daughter. How can I call myself your daughter if I can't do that much for you." I smiled sadly.

Uncle kissed my forehead. I wiped my tears as my Aunt And Mother left the room to get me ready for my marriage to the brother of my childhood love...

I don't know what I have done is right or wrong but, I know for sure that I couldn't let my father beg me and my uncle to die like that.

As for my feelings, Adrian already broke them. I don't think mine and Lawrence's marriage might work but, there's nothing I can do about it.

I shiver at the thought.

"Sister in the law of my lifetime love"

My heart began to beat at an abnormal pace as I lost myself. I accepted my defeat against those cruel and merciless games of fate. I lost.

With crushed dreams and a heavy heart, I agreed to marry the elder brother of the person who stole my heart years ago...

Adrian POV:

"If I have to swallow my eternal feelings just to save you”

‘Please, No. I beg you, Evelyn. Take your words back. Please.’

“I'll gladly do it," Evelyn said.

When I heard those words, I felt like an arrow had pierced my heart. Like I am crumbling slowly. My mind went blank.

I couldn't comprehend what's happening around me. I never liked Evelyn so what is this feeling of heartbreak?

I can’t even stand in the room, so I walked out, ignoring the weird looks everyone gave me.

I know Evelyn loves me, Evelyn knows she loves me.

‘Then how come she could marry my brother!?’

And now she is soon to be the bride of my brother. How awkward this situation could get. I just know that it's my fault.

If I accepted her feelings at that time, this wouldn't happen. But I couldn't accept her feelings, she was like a family to me and I seriously don't think that my father would allow me to date the daughter of his dearest brother.

And to be honest, I never thought about her from that perspective until she confessed.

“Dammit!”

And everything was blank after she confessed, from my feelings to thoughts, all of them changed.

Keeping these thoughts in my mind, I reject her. I neglected her feelings and broke her heart miserablyeven though I don't want to.

“You can’t do this…” I whispered, shutting my eyes.

Ever since I broke her heart I felt guilty about it. I began to feel things about her I wasn't supposed to feel.

But now, there is nothing between us and she is nothing but my SisterInLaw.

Even if my heart stabs to say that but it's all my fault and I vow to myself I would never think about my future SisterInLaw like that.

....I ruined everything just by my stupidity...

Lawrence POV:

I was stiff when Evelyn agreed to marry me. Why is she destroying her life just to save our lost respect?

“This has to be a sick joke.” I scowled, kicking the table, breaking its mirror when me and Father were left alone.

“Goddammit!” I cursed, kicking it again until it shattered, losing my mind in utter rage.

I felt like I was responsible for what happened. I have devastated not one but two lives. I can see that Evelyn doesn't even want to marry me yet still she agreed just for us.

“Are you happy now?” I growled at my Father who looked down in shame, loosening my tie, cursing under my breath.

“Brother, calm down.” Adrian also entered, trying to soothe me.

“Breaking things won’t help you.” He whispered, motioning to me to calm down.

“How could this happen, Adrian? I agreed to marry Emerald, I was ready to do everything but what is Evenlyn’s fault in this? What does she have to do with my trouble?” I asked, tone softening.

Hating myself for ruining her life.

Evelyn is truly something. I am sure her heart is made of gold. She is such a selfless girl.

“She is an embodiment of a kindhearted person. She didn't even think about her and agreed for marriage.” I whispered, holding my head.

“So you will truly marry her? Isn’t there any other option?” He asked vaguely.

“If you have done, then tell me as well.” I replied in the same tone.

I was lost in my thoughts as my father called, "Lawrence, I need to talk to you alone and Adrian, tell the guests the marriage will continue soon."

Adrian stood still. He must be shocked as we all are.

"Adrian?" Father called him again.

"Yeah?" He said in a vague tone. What happened to him now? Even I am not that lost.

"Tell the guest marriage will continue soon and apologize for the delay," Father instructed him as he nodded and left.

“Lawrence.” Father motioned me to come closer, I came closer and bent on my knees and held father's hand.

“Yes, Father?” I asked in a calm tone. Even though I want to say a lot of things to him that it's his fault this all happened but I didn't.

"Lawrence, I am sorry son. I shouldn't have arranged you in marriage. It's all my fault. You have all the right to be furious.” He said, guiltridden.

“None of it matters now.” I sighed, lowering my head.

“I ruined not only yours but also Evelyn's life." Father said with his head down in shame. I wanted to comfort my father but I couldn't, I just couldn't think of any words for his comfort. What he is saying is true.

"I am sorry, Son.." Father said once again. My grip tightened on his hand as I passed him a reassuring smile.

"It's alright, Father. I just want you to be with us. Never leave us, We are nothing without you." I kissed my father's hand.

“If that’s what you want, I will do it for you.” I said sincerely.

He petrified me. The thought of losing him frightened me without any extent and today I felt like my whole being stopped when he had that anxiety attack.

Father put his other hand over mine and began to say,

"Listen, Lawrence, I know both of you don't like each other. I know she is nothing but family to you. But now, After your marriage, she is your everything. You have to take care of her and respect her feelings.” He advises what I already know.

“Give her some space and time. I am sure your marriage will work. But remember one thing carefully, She is your Responsibility. Protecting her, Caring her, Loving her, Helping her, Respecting her and all those things; you'll have to do it. Okay, Son?"

"I promise father, I'll take great care of Evelyn and will try my best to be a good husband, to provide her with happiness." I passed a faint smile to Father and stood up.

‘Even though you don't want to be my wife but I promise I'll fulfill my every duty as your husband and ensure you won’t regret marrying me.

…I am burning endlessly in my misery. You threw me into that dark abyss so mercilessly. And this is caused by nothing but the fire of my love....

Evelyn POV:

I look at my reflection in the mirror and in that reflection there's anything but me. An aristocratic woman with a cold heart torn into pieces stood there.

A void girl with exhaust feelings.

“Am I doing the right thing?” I whispered under my breath.

What am I feeling right now is beyond anyone's understanding even mine. I don't know what I am thinking or what I should be thinking. I just know that I saved lives by destroying my own.

From outside, I looked like an exquisite lady with graceful and ravishing looks. But from inside, I feel like my fragmented heart is in a desolate place all alone in despair with no one to save it.

I closed my eyes for a brief moment to escape from my world and remembered the anguish I felt in all those years because of him.

I was 8 years old and was sitting in the hall and mother said, "Evelyn, Go get ready your uncle is coming for dinner."

"So?" I said monotonously, it's not even a new thing for me that uncle is coming for dinner.

"Fine stay here." Mother sighed and said that as she left for the kitchen.

Later, when I walked down the stairs for dinner I saw Adrian and Lawrence there. Adrian is 2 years older than me while Lawrence is 4 years older than me.

When I looked at Adrian my heart began to beat so loudly as I felt butterflies in my stomach. I quickly ran to my room and wore my favorite Blue frock and combed my hair.

“Hey Everyone…”

I walked down and greeted everyone with a smile and in my usual decent manner. During dinner, just meaningless eye contact with him made my heart skip a beat.

Whenever I saw him, a sweet feeling of something inexplicable used to rush in my veins, I treasure those emotions with whom I grew up.

A feeling of elation gushed through me whenever we met or I just caught a glimpse of him. With those immense feelings, I grew up.

Watching him from afar and loving his one sight, desiring nothing but to talk and see him.

When I turned 19 I couldn't take it anymore and decided to confess to Adrian. I and Adrian were standing on the rooftop of his house.

"Adrian, listen, I have liked you ever since our childhood and I still do," I said with my eyes shut.

My heart was beating so fast as it could leap out of my chest. An unpleasant feeling filled me when I opened my eyes. Adrian stared at me for a second and sighed.

"Look, Evelyn. I don't feel the same for you. You're just like a family." I nodded while my heart was being frayed, I passed him a faint smile.

"I understand." I said as I left.

Okay, I understand that he doesn't like me but at least he should think about it. He broke my years of fondness in mere seconds but I can't blame him if he doesn't feel the same.

I cried to myself all night that day. After a few days of it, I tried to talk to Adrian again but the way he talked to me.

I realized that I am an idiot to fall for someone like him and from that moment I swear to myself that I'll show him that I am happy without him and I don't even need him.

“Forget it, Evelyn. Forget it.”

I will try my best to neglect him and in accomplishing that task I spent countless nights crying to myself.

Even if I show to the world that I am happy; I am not.

I am weak and a coward who wants to run away from reality. That's why at night when I am alone I let out my feelings.

After it I tried a lot to talk to him about it, trying to sort things out, even 'beg' for a chance but he never took pity. I was willing to do anything but he didn't, breaking my building emotions terribly.

And now I am 22, three years ever since then. And from that moment I am trying my best to remove those feelings, the emotions which made me to be a slave of my vulnerability.

Wanting to move on from him and forget the stain of desperation but couldn't...

I opened my eyes slowly as I felt someone's hand on my head. I saw my mother with a smile.

"I am so proud of you." She said, She then kissed my forehead and began to say;

"Evelyn, I know this marriage is too sudden and you are not even ready but, remember one thing my child, you are going to be his wife and from now on he is your everything.” She explained the most obvious part.

“You have to take care of him and respect him.” She guided.

“I know.” I nodded weakly.

“Lawrence is a great man. I am sure that he'll prove himself to be an embodiment of a husband."

I just closed my eyes due to the dread building up inside of me. How can I love Lawrence?

How are we going to work it out?

"And you are looking so beautiful in that dress." Mother complimented.

"Indeed she is." Aunt Kyla joins the conversation too. I looked at her as she passed me a sad smile and said.

"We all are truly thankful to you. But my love, you don't have to do it just for us."

I passed her a faint smile and said, "You have called me your daughter and I can do it for you at least."

She also kissed my forehead, "And we will treat you like our daughter."

I simply looked down and saw my reflection in the mirror for the last time.

I wore a silver gown embroidered with pure silver. It is a sleeveless gown. I wore a heavy matching necklace with it. It was a lavishing gown.

It's a tradition of the Bayford family that has passed down for generations that the bride of the first son will wear this dress.

I never thought I would wear this. The traditional Dress of the Bayford family all along with that traditional jewelry.

I looked exceptionally charming in that. Looking at myself, I can easily tell that I am looking irresistible.

And with those beguiling looks and an enervated heart filled with dismal. I walked towards those gates of misery and despair.

I stood outside the hall with my father. He kissed my hands and said.

"You are looking so beautiful just like your mother looked at our wedding."

I looked at my father with wide eyes. He never said anything like that before.

Mother blushed and looked away as I smiled at them. Father then gave me a side hug.

"I am so grateful to you Evelyn." I hugged father back and passed him one of my rare smiles. Mother gave me a bouquet of roses.

I looked down as mother put the veil over my face. My eyes which were void of every emotion didn't even lift themselves.

I slowly walked in and all eyes fell upon me. My throat dried. My legs lost their strength as I feel like I'm gonna fall anytime. My heart began to thump very loudly for I don't know what for.

“Calm down, calm down.” I let out shallow breaths and my hands turned ice cold. My walk towards the altar was slow but to be honest, I didn't even want it to end. I am scared as hell.

I lifted my gaze a little and my eyes met with the last person I wanted to see. Adrian.

He gave me a sympathetic look and turned his head away. That moment I felt a raging fire in my heart for the first time.

I gulped for the last time as my grip on my father's arm tightened. I want to run far away or at least make it a dream. Like something like that never happened.

We reached the altar and no matter how much I don't want to let go of my father's arm, I still let it go.

I know that if I refused, my father would never force me to marry but I can't say no to him, At least not when he is begging me.

I took a final deep breath and put my hand over Lawrence as he offered me to take his hand. Lawrence's eyes flicker with an intense look filled with guilt and sadness. He is also suffering.

My eyes met him for a brief moment and at that moment I can see that he's also falling apart like me; just distinctively. But there was something else present there in his eyes too.

It's almost like he is crumbling because... ‘I am falling apart?’

…Even though our time together was brief. Even though your fingers intertwined with mine for a brief moment. But, it was the most everlasting moment of my life...

Evelyn POV:

I stood still at the Altar with my trampled dream of becoming Never mind. My blank mind was clouded with different emotions like fear and heartbreak.

I felt like my soul is even giving up on me. I closed my eyes for a shortlived solace which I can never receive ever again.

I listened to the vows.

"And in happiness and sadness, I would stay by your side. Holding you close to me whenever you need me."

If I recall correctly, Lawrence wrote his vows himself. I never thought I'd be listening to these and like that.

That moment I want to leave everything and run without caring for a thing in the world. Away from all this tribulation. But I know I can't.

My dried lips and hollow self prepare itself for what the priest is going to say next,

"Do you, Lawrence Bayford, Take Evelyn Sawyer as your lawful wife?"

"I do," Lawrence said in a firm manner and a feeling of my heart being torn rushed in my every vein.

Even Adrian's rejection didn't hurt like that; it's inexplicable.

"Do you, Evelyn Sawyer, Take Lawrence Bayford as your lawful husband?" Silence fell upon the hall as I tried to speak but my vocal cords can't even produce a single sound.

It's like my voice is stuck in my throat. I was stiff as a deadly calm took over. Like the calm before unimaginable chaos.

"Evelyn?" The priest called my name again as the voice which was stuck in my throat was released.

I took a deep breath and said farewell to my dreams and the thoughts which were impossible and now became truly impossible.

"I do.." My voice came out like a vague whisper.

"I pronounce you as husband and wife."

And here I am officially becoming Mrs Evelyn Lawrence Bayford. Becoming Mrs. Bayford with the most unexpected person.

I don't have words to explain how I feel burning, a strange sensation I cannot encrypt. How I was coming here just to catch a glimpse of him and now I am the wife of his Brother.

The dream I held dear in my heart shattered in a few seconds. I wished I never liked him So that I never came here and all this happened.

I lost myself in misery when the priest announced;

"You may now kiss the bride."

I never imagined even in my dream that I would lose my first kiss in front of him and by his brother. The feeling of awkwardness is immense.

I looked down as I felt a sudden knot in my heart as my heart began to beat at an abnormal pace. I swallow the lump in my throat.

Lawrence lifted my veil as my gaze was fixed on the ground. I thought Lawrence would lean in and kiss me on my lips but instead, I felt him getting away.

“Evellyn.” My heart skipped a beat when he called my name.

I stood still, an unwanted feeling of disapproval filled me. I don't know how that feeling was built inside me but it was unwanted.

I was lost in my thoughts as I felt hands wrapping around my waist and pulling me close. I let out a soft voice of gasp when Lawrence pulled me close to him.

“Lawrence, Please.” I whispered desperately, unable to meet his eyes.

A sudden blush crept upon my cheeks because of the closeness. My lower body was touching Lawrence's lower body. Thanks to the heavy dress I can't feel it that much.

Heat radiating from him made me unable to think or move. We always hugged each other but this feeling of heat never occurred.

“It’s okay.” He whispered reassuringly.

Lawrence looked at me with a look which was beyond my understanding. The time was brief but it seemed like the most everlasting moment of my life and to be honest.

I want it to end as quickly as possible. Lawrence leaned in and I closed my eyes for that dreadful moment but instead I felt Lawrence lips on my forehead.

I felt his soft lips on my forehead kissing them with... Affection?

“See? It’s okay.”

I shook off that thought and thanked Lawrence in my heart for not kissing me on my lips.

I knew that Lawrence is a gentleman, he knew that I didn't want it so he didn't take my first kiss. He pulled away after a few seconds and smiled a little at me.

"I know, Evelyn, you don't want it but I promise, I will try my best to keep you happy. I won't force anything upon you." He said sincerely.

His words of assurance calmed me a bit as I passed him a faint smile and nodded. I met his green eyes as his eyes looked at me with hurt.

Our eyes met for a second and I felt like time stopped at that moment. A strange feeling filled me. I don't know what happened.

Lawrence shifted his eyes away from me as I also looked down.

“TThanks..” I gulped.

Everyone began to applaud and some people began to whisper to each other about the absence of the actual wife.

I grit my teeth in anger when I heard the name of that damn woman, I want to kill that woman because this all happened because of her.

She can say no to this wedding but no, she decided to run away from her marriage. Her parents must be devastated because of this act. By this stupid action, she destroyed a lot of lives.

Lawrence, unfortunately, heard the sound of me gritting my teeth. Lawrence thought I did it because of the mess I've been through.

"I am sorry, Evelyn for everything." He whispered in my ear. An electric spark traveled to my very core when I felt his hot breath on my neck.

Goosebumps formed all over my skin. Is that what happens when you feel a man's breath on your neck? Because I have never been this close to a man before.

“Thank you.”

I've been in a relationship just once when I was trying to forget Adrian. I never been in an intimate relationship before and being this close to a man like that is entirely new to me.

That's why I am feeling those unwanted sensations.

I mentally sighed and looked at Lawrence who was looking sadly and apologetically at me. I passed him a sweet smile and said,

"It's alright." He smiled a little as we walked down the aisle. A girl glared at me.

I didn't understand at first then I realized that Lawrence is the most handsome guy of the family. She's obviously a girl who likes him.

She must have come at that time when all that ordeal happened. She might have been in my place and we all would be happy except for Lawrence who wasn't happy with anything at all in the first place.

We received our elder's blessing. Lawrence's Aunt Camila, who already came late, gets to know about the whole situation. She hugged both of us and whispered.

"You truly are a kind child Evelyn." I passed her a weak smile and finally hugged my parents.

The tears I've been holding so far began to spill out. I began to cry out as they patted my back.

"We know this is not what you want but believe me It's not wrong either. He'll take great care of you.” She said.

“You are married now, you'll fulfill your duties as his wife and he'll also fulfill his duties as your husband. And Lastly, we are proud of you." I just sobbed.

After a while, I slowly pulled away. Mother and Father, both of their eyes were filled with tears. I gave them one final hug and left with Lawrence.

We exited the Hall and there's a whole crowd of media to see the Wife of Lawrence Bayford. Thankfully the media doesn't know the name of the bride.

They all are eager to know.

Bayfords are the owner of the world's best Fabrics and Textiles Companies and We Sawyers are one of the worldfamous Fashion designers.

My father is a fashion designer. We are business partners as well as Sawyers receives the Fabric for their clothes from Bayfords. Uncle has already freed himself from business life.

Adrian is 24 years old, owns the companies Bayford Textiles. He was into business life at the age of 20.

And Lawrence is 26 years old, Owns the companies of Bayford Fabrics. He went into business at the age of 18.

He is very experienced and is the youngest to join the business life. He is doing exceptionally well. Both brothers have their business degrees as well.

They maintained their business as well as studies efficiently.

As for me I have just completed my masters and was thinking of gaining a Fashion Designer Degree but all of my dreams are left hanging in my room and my dairy…

…My life with you is something I would never trade for anything…

Evelyn POV:

After getting out of the hall and meeting a whole crowd of media, I and Lawrence sat in the back seat of the BMW, I closed my eyes and leaned back on the seat and let out a sigh.

Then I realized that we are going home. My heart began to thump very loudly when the drive began. My blood turns cold by each time we get nearer.

I gulped and looked at Lawrence whose eyes were closed. He looked frustrated and my whole being went numb looking at him like that.

I never saw him this frustrated before. Terrifying thoughts began to roam in my mind;

Living in the same house as Adrian's as his SisterInLaw, how embarrassing it can be. I just want to be away from Adrian.

‘What if Lawrence knew about me liking Adrian. What Should I do?’

Lawrence is stressed, who knows that he is also like me fake from outside. What if he took out his wrath on me when we reached home.

‘No, Lawrence won't do it, he is a nice guy. What if he isn't? What if Adrian told him that I liked him.’

These thoughts began to fill my petite being with great apprehension. I gulped in fear and by looking at Lawrence like that is making me petrified.

“We are here…” Lawrence told me. I gasped.

My terrified being lost its senses when we reached home. Lawrence looked at me as my petite self lost itself in the pools of fears of what is coming next.

“It’s okay, Evelyn…”

I should've thought about the future.

I gulped and gave Lawrence a look anticipated with fright.

“What happened?”

He narrowed his eyes on me and at that time I almost thought that he is not what he is and he's gonna do unimaginable things to me when we reach our room.

“NNothing…”

I shiver at the thought. 'Our Room'.

My thoughts were interrupted when the door of my side was opened and Lawrence held his hand out for me. I took it with hesitation and looked down.

“Come.”

Lawrence didn't even spare a glance at me as we walked inside and was greeted with a welcome filled with a shower of rose petals.

Uncle Shawn and Ray, Aunt Kyla and Camila and Adrian were standing at the entrance. My whole being lost its strength when I saw Adrian.

Don't think about him.

We walked closer as Aunt hugged me and Uncle handed me a red cloth.

"You know the Tradition, Evelyn," Uncle said with a smile.

I nodded and took the cloth and turned Right. There was a pillar where a lot of red clothes were tied tightly. It's also a tradition of Bayfords that the new bride will tie a knot on the pillar to show the love and happiness of the newlywed couple.

It's said; "The more tightly knot the more tightly knot relations.", in that sense, I don't think this knot is going to last longer.

“I am sorry you have to do this.” Lawrence whispered but I remained silent.

I wrapped the cloth around the pillar and tied a tight knot. It's not that I want my marriage to end miserably. It was a tight knot. I don't know why but I smiled when I tied the knot.

After tying the knot, I turned to Lawrence. He was observing my every move. Now, Lawrence will kiss my hands and will say those words I never thought I would hear from him.

Lawrence bent to his knees and held my hands in his. I looked away and saw that Adrian was making a video. Lawrence held my cold hands as he slightly kissed them and said.

"May our marriage last forever."

My heart stopped when I heard it.

‘What is this feeling?’

I curled my toe to calm my anxious self. Being unable to understand my feelings and thoughts, Aunt Camila and Kyla took me to LawrenceI mean our Room.

“Come, Evelyn. Let’s go.”

I truly don't want to call it that. By each step, we took closer my heart began to beat louder and faster as if it could burst.

“It’s going to be alright. Don’t vex, you know our Lawrence.” She whispered, trying to comfort me.

My hands and feet were cold. Adrenaline rushed in my veins. They opened the door of the beautifully decorated room.

Filled with candles and petals of red roses and lavenders and some other flowers. I swallowed hard and walked inside.

“You stay here, it’s okay.”

Aunt passed me a reassuring smile and said that it would be alright, but I don't think it will. My scared form walked toward the window and leaned on it and began to think...

Lawrence POV:

I was standing at the altar when my eyes fell upon Evelyn.

‘Was she always that beautiful?’

A strange sensation took over me when I saw her. She took my hand and a spark traveled straight to my soul. I gulped and gave her a sympathetic look. She must hate me.

I can see that she doesn't want it. She wants to run away. I want to free her from this suffering but I can't. I am a coward who can't even do anything.

If I refuse to marry Emerald in the first place this would never happen. I ruined her life. She is shattered because of me, by looking at her like that I also felt broken.

Like her crumbling apart made me crumble.

But When Evelyn said, 'I do.', I felt like my heart was floating in the air. What is this unexplainable sensation? But now, She bears my name. And she is my responsibility. I will take care of her and will stay by her side forever.

And then the priest announced to kiss her. I looked at her face. She looked like an angel. I was like; submerged in her beauty.

As I was admiring her beauty, I saw her eyes filled with hurt and sadness. She wants me to get away.

‘Am I this undesirable?’

Remorse took over me as I pulled away from her. She never wants it and she will never love me. A kiss was necessary so I pulled her close to me and kissed her forehead.

I have kissed her forehead before but this time everything was different, maybe we were too close or maybe she is my wife now. My heart was beating so fast as if anyone could hear it.

We received blessings from our elders and I saw Evelyn cry. My heart ached when she cried. I have never seen her cry before, maybe that's why.

We sat in the car as I mentally sighed and closed my eyes and leaned a bit. I am frustrated right now, I swear I will never let Adrian get arranged in a marriage.

I can't. I can't.

‘What is happening to me?’

We reached home and Evelyn gave me a frightened look. I immediately calmed down and rushed to her side and took her inside.

I watched her every move carefully when she tied the cloth. How her smile made me happy. She turned to me as I bent on my knees and kissed her hands slightly.

A shiver went down my spine when I kissed her hands. I never felt like this about her before. My thumping heart, deceiving the feeling of my voice being struck said;

"May our marriage last forever."

That moment, I even want it to. She passed a faint smile and left with Mom and Aunt Camila. I went to my father and Uncle Ray. Aunt Camila is the sister of my father.

I greeted them and asked, "Where's Adrian?"

"Here," Adrian said entering the living room. We exchanged looks and Adrian said,

"I never thought that Evelyn would be my SisterInLaw. She is a gem, take care of her." He said sincerely, looking down as if he wanted to say something but refused.

"I know it. And don't worry, I will." I smiled at him.

"So... Eager to go to your room?" Adrian asked in a teasing manner but it seems like it was forced. I blushed a little. I soon regained my posture and said,

"You know the situation, I don't want to force her." I sighed.

"That's my son! I am proud of you. You are a man like me!" Father said proudly. I smiled weakly at him.

"What about me?" Adrian said, showing fake sadness.

"You are like me." Mother said joining the conversation along with Aunt.

"Exactly!" Adrian said, hugging Mother.

"By the way, Uncle, why didn't Danielle come? " Adrian asked again.

"You know, Her exams and all. She is studying hard." Uncle said.

"What are you doing here? Go to your room. Your wife is waiting." Aunt said.

“Do I have to? Can’t we let her rest?” I asked hesitantly.

“You have to go to the room eventually. Are you going to hide from her?” Mother asked, shrugging her shoulders.

“I want to give her some space.” I said sorrowfully.

“Then talk, you guys already share a great friendship. Talk it out.” Uncle said, convincing me to go and see her.

I stood, pondering deeply about what was happening for a few moments and walked away with heavy steps, going to my room to see my wife waiting for me, praying deeply in my heart that things would go well.

…I may not be your first love, but I hope I will be your last…

Lawrence POV:

Here, we bound her poor soul with me and they are taking it lightly, overconfident as if we will work. How can they be collected about it when I am burning from inside?

I know Evelyn doesn't have a lover but what if she likes someone else? What if she doesn’t accept me?

Anything could happen but despite all this, she agreed for this marriage. I am deeply grateful for her.

“Okay, here goes nothing.” I sighed.

My heart began to beat so fast. Maybe I shouldn't go.

I gulped and took a deep breath and opened the door and went inside. I walked closer, my body felt frozen with strange sensations.

I looked at Evelyn, the moonlight was falling on her face enhancing her features more. She gave me a scared look and turned her gaze away from me.

“Evelyn…”

I should have known. Was she always scared of me?

I walked towards her and leaned on the other side of the window. She didn't dare to lift her gaze. I thought of saying something to comfort her,

"Beautiful, isn't it?" I said, referring to the full moon with a faint smile.

“Huh?” She blinked, tensed.

“The moon, bewitching, don’t you think?” He asked softly, turning to the Moon and back to her.

She smiled a little and said in a soft tone, "Yeah..."

“Evelyn, listen.” Inhaled deeply, I looked at her earnestly, speaking honestly with a low soft tone,

"You truly are a selfless girl. I am glad to have you as my wife and I promise you that I'll try my best to be a good husband.” I paused to see her reaction.

“To never let your smiles falter, I won't force you into anything, even if you want to leave me, I won't stop you, you have the right to live your life. I will support you in every way I can."

I smiled, meaning my every word and took a step closer but not close enough to startle her. Evelyn kept looking at me in daze.

“It’s okay, you can tell me anything. I am here for you.” I whispered, smiling faintly.

Maybe she was lost in her thoughts. I slowly put my hand on her shoulder and shook her slightly "Evelyn."

I called, dragging her out from her thoughts. She snapped from her thoughts as she pushed me away;

"Please don’t, Lawrence, please!" She said in a croaked voice as if she could cry anytime.

I wanted to slap myself for making her cry or scared. I wonder since when she is so frightened of me but I have to erase this fear.

It.. Hurt me.

"Hey, It's Alright. I would never touch you without your consent. You don't have to worry. I am sorry. I won't do it again."

She looked down in embarrassment because she knew she was the one who was lost in thoughts.

"No, It's alright. I am sorry too." she said in embarrassment.

“I.. just couldn’t think anymore.. Sorry.. My mind is present elsewhere.” She mumbled, looking away, nibbling her bottom lips.

I gave her a wide smile, reassuring her, "It's fine. I can understand, you must be."

She hummed and before a silence could arise between us, she looked up at me.

"Lawrence.." She called me and my heart skipped a beat when my lips rolled on her lips.

‘What are these feelings I've begun to feel about her? Since when does my name sound so beautiful on her lips?’

"I'll also try my best to be a good wife." She said shyly.

And I felt all the things around me stopped. I want this moment to last forever.

“You said it, that means a lot. Thank you.” I said sincerely.

How can I never notice her before?

She is everything a guy could ask for. Is this what they call, Love at First Sight?

Even if it's not, There's no shame in loving my wife. Just saying my wife made me feel aroused.

"Oh, you must be tired. Please change." I said with a smile, wanting her to be comfortable, maintaining a fair distance from her.

"I want to but.. I don't have anything else to wear." She said in her shy manner again. This is the first time I have seen her this shy.

Was she always like that? No, she is a sarcastic and chill person.

So who is she? Is she the Evelyn I know?

“Oh, it’s okay. You can wear mine.” I grinned.

“Thanks.”

I nodded and walked towards the closet. I took out my casual shirt and a boxer.

I gave her the clothes as she thanked me and left to change, leaving me alone in the thought which never crossed my mind before.

Evelyn POV:

I was so scared that Lawrence might take his wrath on me. I know about his anger issues. But he is truly a gentleman.

He is such a nobleman.

At least I don't regret marrying a person like him. When he said those sweet words to me a strange sensation took over me as I thought about how Lawrence is gonna take care of me.

I was so lost in them that when he shook me instead of saying sorry I pushed him away. I felt bad for it.

But when he said that he won't touch me unless I want to I felt bad. Not because I want him to touch me but that he is swallowing his desires and everything to be a good husband.

‘I knew it, his wife would be the luckiest, just I never expected it would be me.’

He even handed me his clothes to wear since all my clothes were in my usedtobe house. I shivered at the thought.

Just in one day, my surname, my home, everything changed. How twisted fate could be?

I was about to leave but Lawrence called me,

"Evelyn." I turned to him and tilted my head a little in confusion.

“Hmm?”

"Um.. Are you alright with me being your husband? Like if you want me to change any habit of mine then tell me. We have known each other for years.." He began to say, tensed,

“If there’s anything you don’t like about me, I could work on it. You know, try to be a better man for you. You can tell me.”

He said nervously as if he was trying his best to choose the correct word cautiously. I smiled at him.

"I am fine. What's gonna happen will happen. None of us can prevent it and maybe that's for the better and I don't want you to change. You are fine the way you are." I said in a soft tone.

“What changes you want me to bring into perfection anyways?” I chuckled.

Just a few moments ago, I wanted to cry to myself but now I am not feeling like crying at all. Lawrence never fails to soothe me and lighten my mood by his sweet talks.

"Such a deep thought coming from you." He said playfully, laughing a little.

“My honor to be considered as perfection from you, My Lady.” He said gallantly, bowing a little.

“You may now change your dress.” He smirked, teasing me.

I clicked my tongue at him. We both laughed a little as I left to change.

No matter what, he is still the Lawrence I knew in all those years.

He is trying his best to be a great husband and today I swear that I'll also try my best to be a great wife. I'll never think about a man other than him.

To me, my husband matters and nothing else. He is my everything and I'll also try my best to be a great wife and to love him.

That's my new aim in my life and I'll try my best to accomplish it and for it, the first thing I have to do is to remove all those feelings I felt for Adrian.

I have to eradicate all the feelings I've felt for Adrian and think only about my husband.

...Maybe everything happens for a reason and maybe that's for the better...

....Our eyes met and I saw that look of passionate hatred burning in your eyes and that's the moment I understood, nothing is the same anymore...

Evelyn POV:

I stood still as the cold droplets of water drenched my petite form. I shivered at the coldness of the water. My heart was beating so fast.

“Calm down, Evelyn, Calm down.”

I put my hand over my chest to calm my anxious self. I was worried for nothing. I looked at the floor as a tear released itself followed by a stream of them.

No matter how much of a great husband Lawrence is, I still can't give him the love and affection he deserves. I sniffed and wiped my tears.

"Just be normal and act like Adrian is nothing but your BrotherInLaw."

I scold myself for thinking about Adrian. I won't let this happen. I will think only about Lawrence and no one else.

After spending quite a while in the shower, I wore the clothes Lawrence gave me.

Unwanted convulsions emerge from my body when I realize that I am wearing Lawrence’s clothes and in Lawrence’s room and using his bathroom.

“Oh Lord, please help me.”

Now my whole being is connected to him.

‘Is marriage so powerful that it makes you think about the person you never thought that way before?’

We both are bound to each other and gonna help each other. Somewhere in my heart, I want my marriage to work. Like, No person wants her marriage to be annulled unless the situation requires it.

I took a final deep breath and walked out with a flushed face. I have worn shorts before, So why am I getting nervous?

Lawrence's shirt was too long for me, it reached to my thighs almost hiding the boxer. It made me feel like I am wearing nothing but this shirt.

"Lawrence..." My embarrassed form called him.

He was sitting on the sofa with one leg over the other, rubbing his temples.

His coat was thrown on the other side, his tie was also missing, his hairs were messy. He looked at me with those exquisite green eyes.

‘God, he looks so dominant right now. Is he gonna do something?’

“Hmm?” He looked at me for a second and turned his head away with an expressionless reaction.

“Is it fine?” I asked innocently, thinking he might not like the way I looked.

“As long as you're comfortable in it.” He shrugged nonchalantly.

He stood up as my heart stopped for a second.

He walked closer as I closed my eyes thinking he might be coming for me. I slowly opened my eyes and saw Lawrence walking past me and entering the bathroom.

“Oh…” I sighed in relief when I heard the sound of the door being closed.

I opened the closet and took out a hanger and hung my wedding dress. I arranged my jewelry as well. I went to the closet again and looked at Lawrence's clothes.

A black suit jacket with a black shirt and with a fancy tie caught my eye. It was eyecatching but I have never seen him wearing it.

I wonder how perfectly it would suit him. I was about to close the closet but then I heard a voice.

"Are you alright with sharing the closet with me or do you want a closet of your own?" Lawrence said.

I turned away and met his emerald eyes. He was looking at me with raised eyebrows, vexed about my comfort. Water was dripping from his skin with a towel over his head.

He was getting so concerned about every little thing. Wanting to be sure that I am comfortable enough being with him.

"Oh, Uh, II don't mind sharing the closet.." I stuttered, averting my gaze from his appealing features. I admit when was always handsome but when did he become… tempting?

He looked at me with a bewildered expression and sighed, "Look, Evelyn, You don't have to be scared, You know it, I will never hurt you.”

“I know you don't want it but you don't have to hide your feelings. Be the usual Evelyn, Everything is fine. There's nothing to fear, I am with you. Please believe me.." Lawrence said reassuringly and I swear you can never find a husband as sweet as him.

And that's the thing making me feel low that I can't adore you like that. Even if I try to love you, It could never be enough.

As for my feelings, This is the real me, I am shy. I looked away and said.

"I am fine. It's just everything happened quickly. I am trying to cope with it. I will be fine And I am my usual self." I said the last line in a slightly angered tone.

He laughed a little, "Okay, Whatever you say." He said as we both walked out.

I walked to the bed and looked at Lawrence, even though the thought of sleeping with him made my very soul tremble.

Lawrence ran his hand through his raven locks and sat on the sofa. He grabbed a blanket and was about to lay there.

"Lawrence, You don't have to. The bed is big enough for both of us." I said. I don't want him to sleep on the sofa nor myself.

"No, it's alright. You sleep on the bed. I am fine here." He said with a smile.

"But Lawrence, It's uncomfortable to sleep there." I tried to reason with him. He can't always sleep on the sofa.

"Evelyn, Please try to understand. I don't want to..." Lawrence said trailing off. I have known Lawrence ever since my childhood.

Even though he is a chivalrous man, he has a short temper and can easily lose himself to his desires. I nodded in agreement and let him sleep on the sofa.

If he is saying that he knew that he might do something to me without my consent. That's why I agreed.

I still remember that day when Lawrence called me urgently to his home.

…You are the label of my love…

Evelyn POV:

I was getting ready to go to the Bayford Mansion. As usual, I was trying my best to look good so that Adrian might notice me but to no avail, though it hurt a lot to see him far enough to never reach but I bore it.

Lawrence called me urgently so I went there.

I greeted everyone and went to Lawrence, he gave me a side hug and we went to the garden.

"So? What is it?" I asked.

"Look, Evelyn, you are a girl." He began to say nervously, pacing around.

"No, I am a boy," I said, pouting.

"Look, it's serious." He said a little seriously this time. I sighed as he continued.

"You know that girl I am dating, Hellen. I tried to take our relationship to an intimate level."

My face lit up hearing that, "Really? What happened? Oh" I began to tease him.

"That didn't happen." He frowned, stopping and turning to me.

"Then?" I said tilting my head in confusion.

"You know I can't control my anger and desires." I nodded.

"Even though I have seen none of that. Neither your anger or you losing to desires." He looked at me with a deepened frown and took a deep breath.

"So, She didn't like it when.. You know... and left me." I gave him a shocked look.

"Idiot! You're supposed to take things slowly. You have known her for what? Like 6 months!? Of course, she left you!" I yelled at him.

I always thought he was lying, I refused to believe it but his expressions showed it was true.

He can’t do this, can he?

He hung his head low. I sighed and began to say, "I have always seen you in your noble form so I don't know why she left you. And to be honest I don't even want to see you snapped."

"That's the reason she dated me. But... I messed up. I just couldn't control my urges." I sighed and patted his back to cheer him up a little.

"I didn't mean to." He said sadly.

"Come on, forget it. Besides, you are that handsome, anyone can easily agree to date you.." I said, punching his arms playfully.

He smiled and said, "But, I want her."

I put my index finger under my chin and began to think of a way for him to make up with her.

As I was thinking, My heart stopped for a second when Adrian entered the garden. I lost my words and turned my head away.

It's been six months since he rejected me and three months since I stopped my constant pleas to him. I truly don't want to come but I have to due to Lawrence's stupidity.

"Okay then, Lawrence, Try to say sorry in a romantic way." I waved at Lawrence.

"But how?" He asked.

"Think about it yourself. You can do it. You're such a chivalrous man! You can definitely get any girl" I said happily, augmenting his spirits and left in a hurry.

I didn't have enough courage to be where Adrian is. It broke my heart. If it wasn’t for Lawrence, I wouldn’t even come. I want to go where his shadows cannot follow me.

It made me want to cry out loud. I couldn't stand where Adrian did and left both of them there.

Later I found out that girl slapped Lawrence for what he did and told him to never show his face to her again.

And from that day I truly don't want to see Lawrence's anger or lust.

Like if a person can slap Lawrence, I don't even want to think how lethal his anger or thirst can be.

I don't want Lawrence to do something to me because he's also gonna feel guilty about it. I know he can control neither his anger nor his desires.

I gulped at the thought.

He promised and if he promised, I knew he wouldn't hurt me. I trust him.

Maybe I should ask someone about it...

Lawrence POV:

Evelyn is being really shy. She was never like this. She looked so adorable in my shirt. I felt like she was a precious gem I was yearning to hold.

God, how badly I wanted to grab her waist, press her against the wall and Shut up.

‘Control yourself, dammit.’

I am getting closer to her as if some strings are pulling me close to her. I want to wrap my arms around her and hug her tight.

Mentally scolding myself for thinking like that about my wife.

I stood up and left for the bathroom without even catching a glimpse of her. I walked out and saw her. She was looking pretty in an endearing way.

Then I was going to sleep on the sofa but she stopped me and told me to sleep with her. No matter how much I wanted to, I still refused.

‘Why would she share a bed with me? It must be uncomfortable for her.’

She was already dear to me but I never thought about her in a romantic way.

"But Lawrence, It's uncomfortable to sleep there." She insisted.

She is more like a partner to me and now when she is my wife I am feeling those strange sensations like Loving her, Caring her and all.

"Evelyn, Please try to understand. I don't want to..." I assured, I want her tranquility.

In a sense, it's all right for me to think about these things but I don't think she is comfortable with me. None of us thought that we'll get married one day and like that too.

But as long as it is my responsibility I'll take care of her and will love her.

That's all I could for her to relax in my presence and trust me. I have to place my conviction in her heart so we could move forward for a better future.

She laid down as I stared at the ceiling with a feeble smile on my lips accompanied by strange sensations, whispering to myself inaudibly.

“...May our marriage last forever...”