Love Beyond Control1
I was on the verge of marrying my fiancé, and I couldn't blame my mother, Ashley Dent, for her concerns. After hearing what the maid, Megan Fox, had to say these past few days, I was starting to worry, too.
Everyone else seemed consumed with jealousy while I was left feeling anxious, resting my chin on my hand, looking glum.
"Megan, have you noticed that no one's mentioned Mr. Fleming's looks?" I asked, my brow furrowed.
If he were handsome, people would be singing his praises for both his talent and appearance. The fact that they only talked about his skills suggested his looks were, well, less than desirable.
Finally, the big day arrived.
As I donned my wedding gown, just moments from being escorted down the aisle, a young maid burst in, her eyes darting around in panic.
She hurriedly whispered something to the matchmaker, whose expression shifted from joy to fury in an instant.
"Good-for-nothing scoundrel!" the matchmaker spat, her face darkening.
The room fell silent, and Megan and I exchanged confused glances, both of us completely in the dark.
After a moment, I clapped my hands in realization.
"This wedding definitely isn't happening!"
As if on cue, muffled shouts erupted from outside.
Megan and I crouched by the door, munching on pastries while gossiping.
"Mr. Fleming is quite bold, doing what I wouldn't dare. No matter what he's done today, I'll call him a hero," I said, a grin spreading across my face.
"Right? Totally!" Megan agreed enthusiastically.
"When the news come, let me know. My face is painted up like a monkey's backside!"
"Absolutely!" Megan nodded vigorously.
I patted her on the head, letting out a sigh.
Such a silly girl, only thinking about food instead of gathering intel for me.
Before I could stand up, the door swung open, and both Megan and I toppled to the ground. Ashley stood there, her expression icy as she ordered someone to help me up.
A thrill of excitement ran through me. This was it! I was about to be called off!
She took my hand and patted my shoulder. "Mr. Fleming has been quite reckless, mingling with a commoner from the Arnold family on the day of your wedding. This engagement…"
I couldn't help but smile widely.
"I know you're upset," she continued, her tone softening.
I'm just so relieved.