"I'm not surprised he didn't tell you." He looked me over then threw his head back and laughed. "I asked him to find a wife before I could consider him for a certain proposition. After I introduced you to him, he agreed to go ahead with my idea of a marriage, so I guess you're here because of that."
"You mean, I agreed to marry him even before he agreed to marry me?"
"Well yes, if you want to put it that way."
"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked, staring at the floor wide eyed and too ashamed meet his gaze.
"Delancy I'm a business man, not a preacher so you have to expect that I'll do what's in my best interest."
My gaze flicked back to him but I couldn't believe what he was saying. How could someone be so callous and harsh without batting even an eyelash?
Did I really sacrifice my life for this? Did I give up everything for something so small?
Humiliation, embarrassing, loneliness and pain - I endured it all with Kerrick and he was only using me?
Did I gave up my life with my father and friends to be a leverage for him with his father?
My heart sank and I faltered a little, my strength reaching an all-time low but I kept myself upright. It hurt, it hurt a lot, knowing I was nothing more than collateral in Kerrick's scheme, knowing I was only being used.
"Is there something else you want to know?" Charles asked, pulling me back to reality.
I shook my head slowly, unable to find the strength to argue with him.
"Well in that case you can go now. You did mention before that you were looking for my son, correct?"
"Y-Yes." I left the room dishearten, though my face was masking it.
I didn't care if anyone was watching me or not but I definitely needed air. I stumbled from one area of the party to the next until I found a restroom where I could be alone.
I leaned over the faucet and took a deep breath, but my nerves were still unsettled and I felt like screaming. The door swung open and before I could gather myself, Kerrick was in the room beside me.
"Delancy, I've been searching for you."
"Take me home right now." I heaved, unable to keep in my distress anymore.
"We can leave in a while but-"
"I want to leave now!"
He blinked back and stared at me with his dark enchanting eyes, obviously noticing something was wrong.
"Did something happen?"
"It doesn't matter."
"Delancy, I'm sorry I left you by yourself. I didn't want to but my father and I had something important to talk about."
"I'm tired and I want to go home, I've already been humiliated enough here. I'm ready to leave."
"Was it Stephen?"
I stilled at the mention of that man's name but I kept quiet and hung my head.
"Delancy, you shouldn't have spoken to him. He's a conniving, master manipulator so you shouldn't take anything he said seriously."
"Why did you marry me?"
"Why did you want me as your wife?"
"Curiosity?" I repeated astonished.
"Yes, I thought you were attractive so I decided to marry you."
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The Good WifeRomance
Delancy lives with her father and works in his store. When the store falls into debt she agrees to marry the son of her father's wealthy friend. Marrying a man she could barely understand was difficult but the challenges she encounters as she tries...