Chapter 354

Aria

“So now that I’ve shown you the…consequences, we both ended up in a cage,” I spoke through gritted

teeth.

After the random girl challenged, we got into a fight-and guess what? No one ended up getting the dress. We got arrested and ended up in a cell instead.

I ended up lying to my driver, texting him I ran into a friend. That was a sad lie, considering other than Stella-I didn’t really have any around here.

Calling dad to bail me out would’ve been way to embarrassing, so I gave the officers Vince’s number instead. It was a good thing dad ended up texting his number.

Yes, my future husband would see what kind of loser his future wife was-but I had no other choice. I didn’t know anyone who would not run to my dad to rat me out.

“I hope you know this is all your fault.” I bothered the girl once again. She should’ve never dared me in the first place.

“Is it now?” She stared into space, hoping to avoid this conversation.

“Yes.” I nodded confidently. “Just so you know, I needed that dress for my birthday slash engagement party.”

“Just so you know, I needed that dress to impress my ex

“Oh well, ex and fiance are on two different levels!” I spoke, offended. “You won’t get him back anyway. Not with that personality.”

“You’re a terrible person.” The girl huffed after a few seconds. “You’re so terrible I’m sure no one’s bailing you out of this place.”

“My fiance will bail me out.” I corrected her. “You should worry about yourself.”

“Don’t worry about me, my sister will bail me out.”

“Good for you.

The minutes were passing by and in those minutes I could only think about the best way to explain myself to Vincenzo. How could I tell him that I ended up in a cell over a dress? Where would that leave me?

“Aria Morales?” The officer called out my name.

“Morales?” I heard the girl whisper.

“That’s me!” I got up from the cold bench and made my way to the bars, I slowed my pace as the male figure behind the officer slowly revealed himself.

Vincenzo Garcia.

He looked even more handsome than the last time I’d laid eyes on him. Different from the suit he rocked at the wedding, he was wearing a shirt with comfortable sweatpants underneath.

I probably dragged this man out of his house, but that was not the only thing on my mind.

Why was someone like Vince not working on a weekday? Shouldn’t he be leading his family?

For some reason, I had expected a different reaction but was met with a comforting smile. That’s her.” Vince raised his brows, sighing.

“So, I know you must be thinking about what I’m doing here,” I spoke, fiddling my hands. “And I-I know how all of this looks…”

“C-Carmen.” Vince squinted his eyes, interrupting me. Great, so he couldn’t even give me the time of day. “What are you doing here?”

“Vince?” The dress thief, supposedly Carmen-made her way beside me. “Vince, thank God!” She breathed. “Did my sister send you?”

So those two knew each other?

flustered. “Where is she,

did you get yourself into this time?” A

that

My rival, Serena.

wedding. Her thick and healthy dark curls were in a high ponytail, the pink gloss on her lips was to

was she pregnant

was this woman planning

she doing here, and most importantly, what was her connection to the

Sissy?

Wait, Carmen. Alfonzo?

Serena wrapped her hands around the bars, glaring at her sister. “Oh, hey-Vince.” She blushed, facing

she blushing?

was a married

Vince stammered, failing to keep his balance. It was as clear as day he was into her. Anyone could see that,

understanding the situation. “Wait, is this the girl you

isn’t it?”

all eye contact. “Yep,

it’s all good right?” Serena laughed brightly. After a forced apology,

thief-/ mean Carmen,

I rubbed my eyes.

to care much anymore and jumped into

her even more. She seemed so perfect, that I felt the need

made her out to be, or

fiance?” Carmen nudged my shoulder. I thought we’d left everything behind us,

responded dryly, hoping she would get off my back.

Vince will have his hands full, babysitting you.”

Excuse me, babysitting?

Vince’s shoulder. “Carmen, stop bothering the girl,

me, the girl?

her sister, leaving me behind

to sneak off so I didn’t have to explain myself to Vince. At least, not before 1 could make up a perfect excuse. All I had to do was walk away

“Hey, dress felon!”

my eyes and

I even survive that hideous nickname?

“Y-yeah?”

was right in front of me, with only a few inches between us. He bent

gesture. I looked up to focus on his perfectly parted hair and lowered my eyes until I reached his beautiful lips.

“That eye of yours.” Vince clicked his tongue. “Yeah, we should probably do something

“S-should we?”

mirror. I was not going to lie, Carmen gave me a good

or our home…or whatever you want

giggle escaped my lips.

least he got his priorities straight. I was his fiancee and

as he opened the car door for me and

me to fasten my seatbelt and fixed my

care. I liked him and I had no desire to keep it a secret. Many claimed love, at first sight, wasn’t real and at one point I almost believed

he was the person I wanted to spend the rest of my

no one else for

over dresses and getting arrested, huh?” Vince asked during our peaceful drive. “Is that

course not!” I almost exclaimed. “I’m sorry,

me as incapable. Mom had prepared me to be the perfect wife for years and 1

I don’t mind-I was

compare the size to my parents’

to extravagant. I bet someone

for me. I stepped out and searched for guards or maids to welcome me-but there weren’t any present. As the future head lady of the Garcias, it was not the welcome I had wished for, but I could give it a pass because my visit came as

guards and maids

are you coming?” Vince chuckled, walking to the

tiny legs to keep up with

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