ad just heard. How could he arrange my marriage without even discussing it with me fir

when I discovered the reason for this sudden dinner. I couldn't even greet him properly after

e memory of our passionate night was still fresh in my mind. I had never believed in lo

o the room with an unusually serious expression on his face. He cleared his throat to draw my at

tant," he said, his tone grave. I put down m

" I asked, concer

dropped the bombshell. "I've

nto silence. "What?" I fin

re not getting any younger, and it's high time you settled down. The man I've chosen for you is a

o interrupt, but he rai

e said firmly. "The engage

had just experienced a whirlwind romance with a stranger,

med, my voice rising in desperation.

said, his voice softening a b

ars welling up in my eyes. "Don't

" he said. "Right now, what's important is that you have a secure future. We

t I knew it was useless. My father had made up his mind. I glared at him before stan

a stranger, while my heart yearned for another. The man from that unforgettable night was con

ed under the light. It was a symbol of my impending marriage but every time I looked at it, I couldn'

d meet my future husband arrived. My father had deci

uld tell he was different. He was polite, respectful, and surprisingly understa

attentively as I spoke, and his responses were thoughtful and considerat

character and was more convinced than ever that he had made the right choice. However, Dad had no id

? Did your parents also

is marriage from pushing, Chloe. I already have

enry Blackwood! That bastard! "But how am I supposed to do that?" I was confused bu

e told me, and then he looked up above as i

he didn't. I knew we just met but I wanted to trust his words. "I will try to think of some ways

l you from time to time," he said while ta

home. We need to talk some more about this," I told him and he nodded. Still, I couldn't stop myself from worrying. "Are you sure

od, so for the meantime, I focused on my meal. We dined on premium ste

zipped my mouth and listened to them. Mostly, it was Dad who did the talking, an

marriage, it will be held in two months," Dad ended

om the groom's side, Dad?" I voiced

signaled him to call me later. Tyronne nodded, but Dad's eyes caught

his trusted guard to follow the family up to the highway. Then, he glanced at my direction.

t about, Chlo

I responded with a question, and

ow. Don't forget that we have to

ng w

linic," h