Get Me Married

Chapter 52: His guilt

GENESIS

I couldn’t stop smiling at Ava. I didn’t believe that she would be in my house, I never even thought that would be possible in the nearest futurc, considering how terrible my relationship with jordan was

“You have to stop beaming at me like that” Ava pulled me out of my thought while using a pillow to hit me,

“I am sorry I am just so happy to see you,” I said and dragged the pillow away from her.

“Jordan has to be amazing to have brought me here just to make you happy” Ava responded and my smile quickly disappeared. Thinking about Jordan and his little surprise made me wonder what kind of man he was and what would have prompted his changes.

I remembered that I had woken up early noon and felt my bones and body had refused to wake up with me. So I lay on the bed for a long uime till I started getting hungry and went to the door. The guards from the previous night had been standing by the door and the memories of what happened before I fell asleep came back to me in a strange way. I thought of how I had fallen asleep in the movie room and how I ended up sleeping in my bed. My cheeks heated up when I thought of Jordan and how he had acted the previous night, then his sudden chan was behaving so caring and loving and sweet. It was a nice thing to see and I had he would just remain that way and not return to the Jordan I met on the first day of being married to him. With the guards at my door, getting Margaret upstairs to give me my lunch was easier and faster and I had eaten a whole lot of it till I couldn’t eat anymore. I took a quick shower after and wanted to just go back and rest on the bed when Margaret told me of who was here in the mansion. At first, I thought she was joking so I ignored her. But she persisted and I saw the seriousness in her voice when she told me that Jordan had brought Ava to the mansion.

“Where is she?” I asked with wide eyes.

“The right-wing…” She answered and my heart skipped. Of everything, and every place to be, it had to be there, she wasn’t supposed to be on the right-wing in the first place. I knew how Jordan could be when it came to his beautiful right wing and could clearly remember all the things he did to me because of that same place of the house.

Without taking so much. I immediately pushed myself out of my bed and out of the room straight to the right-wing with my heart beating inside my chest. I could only think of what Jordan could be doing to her. It was a wrong thought, of course, a terrible one at that but Jordan had hurt me before just because I was on the right-wing for a few minutes and I couldn’t help but imagine what he would be doing to my sister at that time at the right-wing too.

But when I pushed the door to his studies open with something else in my mind, I had seen something entirely different. And had felt guilty for thinking of such monstrous things about Jordan

you doing at his studies?” I asked

buy time till you finally wake up from your beauty sleep” she replied and an ‘oh escaped my

in so much? Are you sick?” She asked and placed the back of her hands

“I am fine” I groaned and

and looked at me from head

It was the exact reason why I didn’t want to visit them, my skin had not fully healed and I was too sure they would take notice of it and

few scratches I got from being too reckless” I replied and looked away from her

And mom and dad? How are they? How have you all been doing?” I quickly changed the

been great without you,” she said and I

life without me,” I said dryly

a good life?” She suddenly asked

“What?…no…”

eyes, the one which proved that she didn’t buy one thing of

I have a good life…” I added and forced

out and placed her hands on mine in

didn’t have a good life as Jordan’s wife and if I was ever to have a good life, it just began days ago. My life was like a living hell and it was so bad, I couldn’t bear to even tell them about it. It was the sacrifice I had to pay for the good life they had

clouded my eyes came pouring down and my emotions were suddenly all over the place. It was exactly what I needed at that point. The comfort from a loved one, something to pull me up and remind me of how strong I am and how much they all

me tightly with her little hands like she could see through my pain and understand my deepest desires, concerns, and hurt. Then she pulled away and sniffed loudly. Before