After a while, he nodded sincerely with affirmation. Great! He agreed!
Avril was delighted. She looked at Jack and Angie with despise.
"I wish you two shameless sc*mbags eternal happiness!"
Ignoring the embarrassment and anger of the two people behind her, Avril took Haider's hand and strode away from that disgusting place. As soon as she turned the corner, she could finally put down her strong facade. She let go of Haider's hand, lowered her head, and said in a muffled voice,
"Thank you, Haider. Thanks for letting me keep my last shred of dignity."
She did not know where she got the courage to blurt out those words to Jack and Angie. It was supposed to be a big day for her, the day of her marriage. However, what she actually got was the betrayal of her fiancé and her best friend. She could no longer hold her tears back, and she felt like her heart was sliced into pieces. Avril pressed her chest as she burst into tears.
Haider's heart felt an intense pain when he saw her cry. His pale fingers gently wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes.
"Don't cry. Women's tears are as valuable as pearls. It's not worth it to be sad over such a useless man." Haider tried to comfort her.
Avril stared at him with a dazzled look. She felt lost. Her sight was then drawn to the ring on his index finger.
The ring was crafted in the shape of a rose, and it was black all over.
It seemed to have been worn out by time. Perhaps, it was a very ancient artifact.
For some reason, she felt that the ring was giving off an aura that she was familiar with.
Haider's gently said, "You said that you wanted me to marry you just now. Were you serious?"
Avril snapped back to her senses. She wiped away the tears on her face and said, "Yes, I was! Let's get married right now!" Her voice was still hoarse from crying.
She was going to get married anyway. It didn't matter whom she was married to!
She wanted to slam the marriage certificate they got onto Jack's face and make him regret for what he had done! On the clean sidewalk, Avril lowered her head as she stared at the marriage certificate she was clutching. Her face was in a bewildered daze.
"Is this for real?" She asked herself.
In just a day, not only did she break up with her fiancé, but she also got married to a complete stranger!
Haider who stood by her put away the marriage certificate in his hands, and he had a satisfied look on his face. He gently held Avril's hand, "From now on, you're my wife. I'll take responsibility for you and be a good husband."
"He's taking up the role of a husband so quickly?" Avril's eyes widened, as she was startled by his words.
The man's palm was a little cold. Avril could feel his body temperature as they were in close contact. She could smell the scent of masculinity from his closeness.
Avril felt her cheeks getting warmer. She wanted to pull her hand away from his grasp, but the man held it even tighter. He looked at her in a teasing manner.
"Holding hands can help build the relationship between us."
It sounded to Avril as though there was nothing wrong with his words, but she still felt that there was something strange.
Indeed, they were married. But it was also true that she had just suffered a heartbreak and broke up with Jack just a few hours before this! And now, she was being asked to develop a relationship with another man? Although Haider was extremely attractive, such circumstances still made her feel awkward to do so.
"Emm, Isn't this a bit too fast? We can take it slowly." Avril tried to escape from his grasp.
Haider let go of her hand. He asked in a teasing manner, "Are you shy?" His deep-set eyes swept across her face.
"Are you kidding me? I'm being shy? Even if that's true, I would never admit it!" Avril thought. Avril straightened her back. There was a hint of hesitance in her pure eyes, "No, not at all! I just need some time to adapt to this situation."
"Is that so?"
Haider raised his eyebrows and a gleam of light flashed across his eyes.
"Alright, I'll give you time to get used to it."
Then, a black Maybach silently pulled over in front of them. A man in black uniform got out of the car, and bowed to Haider with the utmost respect. Avril stared at the uniformed man in confusion. Then, she shot a glance at Haider.
She wondered, why did she have the feeling that Haider seemed to be very noble and respected?
Why would Angie be willing to abandon such an outstanding man?
Avril's heart was filled with questions but when she was about to ask him what happened between Angie and him, she got pulled into the car by Haider.
"Where are we going?" Avril asked. Haider did not say a word after taking her into the car. The driver also remained silent the entire time. When she saw the unfamiliar surroundings outside the windows, a sense of fear suddenly crept into her heart.
She made such an impulsive decision to marry him without knowing much about him. What if he was a bad guy?
Haider's expression was indifferent, but there were sparks of delight in his eyes. He placed his fingers on his lap and tapped lightly with his index finger.
"I'm taking you to our matrimonial home."
Matrimonial home?
"Was he already prepared to marry Angie? Did he get married to me on impulse too just because he had also been betrayed by Angie?" Avril sighed deeply in her heart.
When she turned to look at Haider again, there was sympathy in her eyes. He was right. They were really on the same boat, caught in the same pathetic state.
In City Y of Country M, Brock Street was the most luxurious place to be. It was the gathering place for famous figures while people who lived on this street were either rich or respectable.
An elegant woman in a black embroidered cheongsam was sitting in an antique Oriental-styled courtyard. Her curly blonde hair was tied up with a slender hairpin. Her red lips were slightly pursed, her pupils were of a pale golden color, while she had a sharp gaze in her eyes.
"Madam Henry," The housekeeper, Steve, served her a cup of freshly brewed tea.
"This is the tea, Da Hong Pao, brewed by the newly-hired tea master. Please enjoy it."
Madam Henry's hand, with her red-painted nails, gracefully picked up the cup and place it below her nostrils to smell its fragrance.
"Not bad. Finally, there is some oriental flavor in my tea."