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In everyone's eyes, Dion Salvador was a perfect man. He was an ace of a generation, a business genius who attained success at a very young age. He was the envy of every man and the desire of every woman. He didn't just have the perfect look, he had wealth and everything else. However, who could have thought that such a perfect man like Dion would be suffering from a terrible illness and only have a year to live? Elara is an average woman who doesn't believe in perfection. She believed that everyone was flawed and only God was perfect. However, fate brings the two together as husband and wife. What happens when Elara falls for him but his only motive is to have a child to continue his legacy after he is gone?
"You have just a year to live" the doctor told him. "But if u get treatment now, you might still have a chance.
"There will be no treatment," Dion gave a curt response, still retaining his usual aloofness. Such news which would usually send one into a state of panic seemed like the daily live broadcast to Dion. He seemed to be taking it lightly even though it was a matter of life and death.
"No one should know about this," Dion said with finality, his cold gaze never leaving the doctor's face.
Instantly, the doctor was filled with intense fear as he had already informed Dion's family of his dire situation, hoping that they would convince the latter to take treatment. However, he couldn't help but feel like he had just dug his own grave by doing so_The look Dion was giving him was enough to make one pee his pants.
His eyes bore deeply into the doctor's, almost as if he wanted to see through his soul, making the doctor quickly avert his gaze. He could feel his back and forehead already drenched in cold sweat, while he also suppressed the urge to urinate. Never in his life had he met someone so intimating. His presence alone made one feel suffocated and his eyes... His eyes were as dark and lifeless as a moonless night, devoid of any glimmer of hope or warmth. They held a depth of emptiness that sent a shiver down anyone's spine.
"Erh... Mr. Salvador, If you'd excuse me, I have another patient to attend to," the doctor quickly stood up, leaving the office before Dion could respond.
Once he was out of the office, he immediately heaved a sigh of relief.
...
Back at the Salvador mansion, old Mr. Salvador paced back and forth, in the living room, occasionally glancing at the entrance with impatience evident on his face.
"Pacing about won't solve anything," his wife, Diana mumbled, glancing up to meet her husband's gaze. She was sitting on one of the couches while holding a fashion magazine and although she was worried, she didn't show it, instead, her expression was as calm as a tranquil lake on a quiet summer evening.
"How can I be calm Dia? I'm only like this because of your grandson why won't he just listen to the doctor? He's just...
His words were cut short as soon as his grandson walked into the living room. Old man Salvador immediately stuttered toward him stopping him before he could proceed any further.
"Young man, what's this I'm hearing? You refuse to take treatment," Old man Salvador stamped his walking stick to the ground, glaring at his grandson furiously.
"You will take treatment immediately."
"That darn doctor," Dion cursed under his breath, his eyes turning extremely cold. After all, he did warn the doctor not to tell a soul, who would have thought the doctor would defy him?
"I won't take treatment," Dion was unshaken even in the face of his angry-looking grandfather. And just like always, he returns the old man's glare with his expressionless one.
"You...
"Let him be Aaron... He just arrived, you should at least let him take a seat first, or better still, let him go upstairs and rest. We'll talk about this again at dinner," the old madam made a sign for Dion to leave at the same time pulling her husband away.
"Nana, there is nothing to talk about, I won't change my mind."
The couple halted their movement.
"You unfilial grandson," Aaron intended to approach his grandson, but his wife's firm hold prevented him from doing so.
Diana pulled Aaron away to their garden.
"Sit," She said, pointing at one of the stools and she watched as her husband reluctantly sat on the stool.
Sighing, Diana also sat on one of the stools beside him, gently holding his hands.
"Aaron, you know how your grandson is, even if you move the heaven and earth once his mind is made up, it's impossible to change."
"But we can't let him die like that Dia, he is our only grandson."
"I know Aaron. After we lost his parents all we had was him and for years we feared that he would end up like his mother, having the same deadly illness. Now that it is confirmed, we need to use the right approach to make him get treatment... We need to get him married."
Aaron raised his brow. " How does getting him married solve this?"
"Aaron, remember that love drove his father to his early grave," Dion's father had fallen into deep depression after losing his wife, and lost his own life a month later while drunk driving. So Diana believed that the same love could help her grandson.
"Maybe if he could love someone, then he'll agree to take treatment... Don't worry I already have everything planned out we just have to convince him.
"What if he doesn't fall in love? You know your grandson, his heart is harder than a piece of rock," Aaron muttered, looking worried.
Diana looked at him with a faint smile and replied,
"We can only hope...
*Day of the wedding*
Dion's eyes were glued to the entrance of the church as he stood on the altar, wearing a black suit with his long raven black hair neatly styled back in a neat bun. His gaze was filled with impatience... One could mistake that he was eager to get married because he was madly in love with the woman. Although it wasn't entirely false, however, his eagerness was so he could get it done with, after all, he was quite a busy man.
Glancing at the entrance one more time, Dion took his gaze to his grandparents.
Besides his grandparents, there were only a few more people in attendance and they were Dion's relatives. His granduncle, grandaunt, his friends Rune, Galvin, and Mark, and a few other relatives. The other guests were from his soon-to-be bride's side. Although Dion was the number one elite in the country, the richest and most desirable man who even goes by the title... the perfect man, only a few people were aware of his wedding... Those who were the closest to him and his family.
Dion wanted a low-profiled wedding, after all, what was the use of a lavished, high-profiled wedding when he only had a year to live? Furthermore, he wasn't marrying for love.
"Nana...
The sound of bells cuts off his speech.
Dion immediately averts his gaze to the entrance of the church, watching his soon-to-be bride being led forward by her father...
Princess Zara is 21 years old, and the only daughter of King Alan and queen Lyarra. She was asked to marry their enemy, King Carl of Everton in other to protect her nation Azrael and its people. ****** The princess was now standing in front of me. But she was not what I expected. In fact, to say I was disappointed was an understatement. Like what the fuck. I've heard stories about how beautiful and enchanting she was, but the woman standing in front of me was completely opposite from that description. I could also see the confused look on my council member's face, while Gwen who was also standing among the council members had a smirk. The woman standing in front of me was chubby. What the hell? I thought they said she was slim and slender. She even had a mole on her nose and when she smiled at me, I almost puked. She had a huge gap tooth and looked like a clown. Can someone put her out of my misery? I thought. It's a good thing I didn't go out to welcome her. "Greetings your highest," she said, and I almost died. Her voice was deep like a man's voice. So much for an angelic voice. Who the hell gave that description of her, I wouldn't hesitate to kill them if I find them. My eyes caught with another beautiful ocean blue ones, and I was lost staring that them. I scanned the face of the person, and it was so beautiful, like the most beautiful face, I've ever seen. The face was so small that it could fit into my palm. She was dressed like a boy, but I knew she was a girl. She had a smirk on her face as she looked at me. What, is she also laughing at my misery, I thought and scoff. Why can't she be the princess? I thought, sighing how unfortunate I am. There is no way I was marrying that ugly princess. "Greetings your Majesty," I heard the most angelic voice, I've ever heard said, and I glanced up to see the same beautiful face staring at me. "I'm princess Zara of Azrael," she announced, and everyone gasped.
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