Lonely Bride

Ch-1

Standing in a church in front of my husband. Yes, my husband, who has not given a single glance towards me yet.

"Now, you may kiss the Bride," the priest announced.

Hearing this, I stiffened, and my fist was sweating, but I acted as orderly as I could. I fisted my fist and clenched my jaw to control my emotions.

He eventually turns towards me, and I stare at his face, but he has no expression. No smile, no anger, no affection, no frustration, and NO LOVE!

I crave to laugh at the thought, is there someone on earth who can even love me?

He slowly reached towards me and tilted his head a little. I looked up to see his face. I was looking into his blue eyes, and he was looking at my grey eyes.

Nervousness took over me when he came really close to me, and I closed my eyes and waited for the kiss, but I never felt his lips on my skin.

I came out of my expectations when I received a cheering noise from our family and a few friends who were invited to the marriage.

And then I understood he just acted as if he kissed me.

Though I have faced many, this was the best insult I have experienced till now.

Wow, a husband denied a kiss to his newlywed bride. Just wow.

Tears welled up in my eyes, but I hid them instantly, as I did not want anyone to see my weakness.

I again peered at him, and he was smiling at everybody while saying thank you.

''What an act, "I thought, looking back at people around us.

After some time, we bid goodbye to my father, who was happier as I was leaving his life.

My Grandmother is the only person I have in my life. When I see her, I feel I am still loved by someone and love exists in my life, too.

She held my palm, and I had tears in my eyes as she was the one I used to get some warmth from, but my father took away that also and sent me to a hostel far away from her. And today, again, he did the same.

"Princess, do not worry, this is the end of your struggle in your life. Now you are not alone. Sean is with you, and he will take care of you." I nod a little, as I know better how much he will care for me.

She looked towards him and said, "Son, take care of my princess. She is my pride."

I look towards Sean. He was silent for a moment, thinking about something, then nodded, but I looked into his eyes, and I could read how unsure he was of this promise. I smirk at my fate.

I looked at my grandmother and said, "Take care granny and call me every day, ok?"

"Of course, my little flower, I will," she said, creasing my cheeks.

Finally, we rested in the car and moved for I do not know where.

We reached the mansion, almost the same as ours, maybe a little bigger, but for me, it is still the same because I do not care about this materialistic stuff.

He got out of the car and left without even looking at me. I felt a little bad, but then I laughed internally. What, I was expecting him to hold me in his arms and take me inside?

My thoughts broke when I heard someone clearing his throat, and I looked up and saw the driver standing by the open door.

I nodded to him in thanks and started walking inside.

This mansion looks beautiful. I look at the surroundings. It has a beautiful garden and big, big trees around, and so many security guards.

Is he a President or what? For what does he need this much security? I shake my head at this rich person's unnecessary drama.

I started walking towards the giant door. My heels were making a clicking Sound on the fine, shining marble.

I crossed the porch and reached the living room, and saw him standing there with all his glory, keeping his hands in his pocket, and I guess maybe waiting for me?

I stood at my place a few feet away from him and looked at him as I waited for him to speak. And finally, I got the grace to hear his voice (do not ignore my sarcasm)

"First, never forget this is my house, and if you choose to live here, you must follow my rules. And if you do not want to live, fuck off. I dislike noise in the house. The second stays out of my business, and the third does not come to the front of me if possible, and do whatever you want." He showed me a black card he was holding in his hand and said, "and never bother me."

He threw the card on the table and started walking, but stopped and called out to Anna. A lady in her mid-50s came running and bowed down towards him and answered, "Yes, Master".

"Show her the cellar". He stated in one go and had for I do not know where.

My heart was shattered into pieces hearing this. I had faced many things in my life, still belonging to a rich family. I always had luxury around me. I never thought I would live in a basement after my marriage.

She glances at me with a blank expression and nods towards me to follow her, and because of no other option, I did as I was told, but not before grabbing his card.

We arrived at the cellar after crossing eleven stairs.

Yup, I counted.

She turned on the light, and I looked at the place, and to my dismay, it was not a normal basement; it was a beautiful, small house with a small living room, kitchen, and one enormous bedroom.

Looking at this, my heartfelt Some ease, at least it is not as bad as I thought. So.

Feel at home, Miss Williams, the lady's name is Anna, spoke with a bit of bitterness.

I looked towards her. "It is Mrs. Hudson for you, '' I said, raising my eyebrows. What did she think she could dominate? Like it or not, I am still his legally wedded wife, and nothing can change that. I smirk at her, thinking, 'Oh, darling, you do not know me yet.'

"Certainly mam." Saying this, she smirks back, making me mum.

Well, I cannot say anything more when my husband does not want to accept me as his wife. Hell, he does not even want to share the same house. Forget about the room. Then what can I say to a servant?

"Send my stuff here, and you may leave," I said, walking towards the kitchen as I needed water to calm myself.

She nodded and left from there, and I took a breath in relief.

I took a tour to check the entire area to know properly, so it has a fully loaded kitchen with the stock up refrigerator and a storeroom with laundry. My bedroom has a king-size bed with a sofa, a TV, & Nice walking closet, and a fully loaded bathroom. And let us not forget it has wi-fi as my lifeline.

I saw one door open and saw one more beautiful garden and a view of the swimming pool. I can go out directly using this door, so I do not have to use the main door for my excess. And the keys were giving me a clear sign saying this is the door I need to use.

I came back and saw my stuff was lying in the living room. I took my simple dress out as I want to get rid of this wedding dress as soon as possible.

After taking a warm, relaxing shower, I sat on the Sofa and closed my eyes.

My whole life came in front of me.

My whole life came in front of me.

I am Sarah Rose William, now Sarah Rose Hudson, eighteen years old. Now living in New York, I have finished high school and am now studying to get my software engineering in a corresponding course.

My granny told me my mother passed away right after I was born because of some complications, and my dad blamed me for that, as he used to love my mother the most. He never got married to anyone after her demise. My grandparents always loved me, and my grandfather was the one who gave me the name Sarah Rose. Rose is my grandmother's name, and as usual, he loves her, so I got my middle name Rose, which I love. But sadly, my father never let me get close to them, and they could not go against my father's wishes.

I grew up with servants who also he used to change every six months, saying I might kill them too, but now I can understand he wanted no one to get close to me.

Finally, one day, he sent me to the Hostel at the age of five.

Sometimes my grandparents used to visit me, but I was not allowed to go out anywhere with them. I used to spend most of my vacations in the hostel only, as no one ever came to pick me up. The hostel never minded that, as they were getting hefty amounts from my father to keep me there comfortably.

From the age of five to the age of Seventeen I used to sit in a dark room, holding a picture of my mother, and cry my heart out every night. If she had been here, my life would be different.

Darkness and loneliness have become my best friends. Every night I used to sit at the window and search for my mother in those million stars.

The hostel has become my home. My grandparents were in constant touch with me, and they were the only people I could call mine. I hardly see my father. He never comes to any parent-teacher meeting or any other occasion at my school.

Kids used to make fun of me, saying I was an orphan; well, I was not less than them either.

No one wanted to befriend me because of this reason, and slowly, I have also stopped trying to befriend anyone and started enjoying my loneliness.

I have started loving reading and have become a bookworm. I was a topper, and the computer has become my favourite subject, and I have a kind of specialisation in it.

Hostel life taught me a lot and made me way stronger than any other person can be.

Because one of my father's friends' kids was studying in the same hostel, they got to know I was the reason for my mother's demise. And they started calling me the murderer of my mother.

How can a newborn be a murderer? I know they are sick and their thoughts are sick, so I never took their words to heart, as I am not that stupid.

This is my final year of school. I had already applied to so many Universities for my higher studies, as I know no one will come to pick me up this time as well.

It was the last day of my exams, and I got the news that my grandfather had passed away. My world shattered hearing this, but this time, someone has come to pick me up.

I reached our mansion and saw my grandmother. Running towards her, I cried my heart out. They are the only ones I have in this world. The next day, it was his cremation as they were waiting for me.

I did not sleep the whole night and cried my heart out, hugging my granny. She kept on consoling me. When I saw the last glimpse of my grandfather. My heart broke seeing him bidding us his last goodbye.

I was in my room when my father summoned me to his study at 10 am. I look at the time. It was 9 am, so I still had an hour to go.

I was outside his study at exactly 9.59. He never asked about my presence till now. Then why did he want to meet me? Suddenly, lots of questions were coming into my mind. Slowly, I composed myself and knocked on the door. "Come," I heard, and I went inside.

I saw my father sitting on his chair, and my grandmother was sitting on the Sofa and there were four more people sitting in the room. I look at everyone. One person was almost my grandfather's age. I guess I have seen him somewhere, and the other two are in their late 40s. One man may be in his early 20s. They all smiled at me, except my father and that gentleman, as my father was busy glaring at me and the gentleman was busy on his phone.

I looked at my granny, and she signs me to sit beside her, which I obliged.

I was waiting for someone to break the silence, but guess no one wanted to. After some time, we again heard the knock on the door, and my father asked the person to come in.

I saw a tall man in his 50s come and shake hands with my father. My father asked him to take a seat, and he did.

"So, can we start if everyone is here?" he asked, looking at my father, and he nodded yes.

He opens his bag, takes one file out and looks toward us.

So, everyone, I am Jerry Frank. I am a lawyer of Mr Samuel Williams, and as we all know today, I am going to read his last will for all of you.

I have been hearing him & trying to understand what is going on, but when he finishes, my breath gets hitched.

So, my dear grandfather has snatched my last happiness as well from me. Wow!

You must be thinking about what is in the will, right?

Well, he has given a significant amount to my grandmother to live her life peacefully, and this mansion is hers now.

Same, he gives a good amount to my father and gives him some other property as well.

Now, he gives his rest empire to me. I am the Sole owner of this, but as I am not ready to take care of my empire, Mr Morris Hudson's Company, Hudson Inc., will take care of that business.

It stated more...

Once she turns eighteen, she will get married to Mr Sean Hudson.

If Miss Sarah Rose Williams denies this arrangement, then this entire property goes to a charity, including Mrs Rose Williams and Matt Williams's share, along with 51% share of Hudson Inc.

I looked at my father, and he looked calm, as if he did not care. I know why he would care, as he has his properties and his own business, so he does not care about this. But what about my granny? How will she survive? I cannot trust my father in this. What if he does not take care of my granny?

I looked at the other three, including my granny. They all were smiling as if nothing had happened, and I saw the other gentleman. His name is Sean Hudson was fuming in anger.

Well, dude, feeling is mutual, at least in this situation.

The lady in her 40s got up, came to me, hugged me and said, "Hi sweetheart, I am Jennet, I am Sean's mother". I do not know what to do or say, so I just nod hello.

My head was hurting, and my palm was sweating. I do not know what to do or say, so I kept on sitting there doing nothing, looking at my feet.

After some time, the lawyer left, and now we are here.

"I do not agree with this arrangement." I hear his voice, and I look up to my saviour.

"She is a kid, and you guys want her to marry?"

'Well, he is right!' My mind says.

"18 years old is not a kid, I guess." The first time my dad spoke.

"She is not 18 yet," my saviour again spoke.

"Tomorrow she is turning 18," my dad said.

'Oh, so he remembers my birthday?' I felt hopeful, but again, reality hit me hard. He remembers the day of my mother. How can I forget that? I smile, shaking my head a little.

Seems like my dad is so eager to get rid of me. And of course, why not? That is what he wanted for so long.

I was looking down and listening to their bickering.

"However, eighteen is not the age of marriage, and we have 6 years of the age gap. And I do not want to take care of the child." He again fumed.

"Then let it go with your 51% of shares." My father spoke.

"I would gladly, Mr William," saying that he left the room.

I was still fighting with my inner self about what to do. And my granny spoke, "Sweetheart, do not worry about anything. If you do not want this arrangement, there is no pressure, and you do not have to worry about me."

I look back at my father, and his glaring competition was on.

I again look down. Now I cannot breathe; this is all too much for me. I need fresh air to clear my mind.

I got up, "excuse me", saying I started walking, but stopped hearing a voice.

I look back at the owner of the voice, and it was Mr Devis Hudson.

He came to me and said, "I know, dear, it is too much for you, but trust me, Sean is not that bad. He has never disappointed us as a Son and grandson, and I know he will be a great husband. And do not worry about him, I will speak to him," he says lovingly.

I nodded in agreement and left the room.

I went to the garden, looked up at my mama and started crying. "Mama, look what is happening with me. I never thought Grandpa would do this to me. Mama, why cannot I come to you? Mama, please call me Mama, please. I do not want this, please," I cry my heart out for hours.

I do not know how long I felt a little better, and I went to my room and directly fell asleep in my bed. I was feeling like hell tired because of this mental pressure.

And see, today I am here. Happily Married.