"You're a liar."The sudden voice came all out of a sudden breaking the silence in the calmness filled room.Rosaline blinked, surprised, as Christian woke up from her lap, eyes half-opened, face flushed from wine and sleep."What? What did you just call me?" She asked while sitting straighter. "Liar? What did I even lie about?""You like my uncle... Don't you?" Hw muttered, his tone somewhere between heartbreak and drunken accusation. "You’re doing all this to me... but you like him, how can you do this to me? You kiss me while my uncle is in your heart, you liar..." Rosaline furrowed her brows, rather than being furious and lashing out at him, she decided to know what was making him speak like that, "What made you think I like your uncle and not you?"Christian turned his head slowly, and with a hoarse voice, he cried, "Because he was your ex-fiance, and you both knew each other for so long, moreover, you always mention him... Like, your uncle... You're like your uncle, you're lear

"Aren't you going to get ready?" Rosaline came out of the room in a new outfit, making Christian to frown, "Ready? To come out in this bathrobe?" Just then a knock on the door, Rosaline went to open the door and with a smile she returned carrying a bag in her hand, "Your outfit for today is here...." He sighed rubbing his temples, and took the bag from her hands, silently without a word he went into the other room.One glance at the outfit made him groan. "Why do I feel like I’m digging my own grave?" However as he knew there was nothing he could do, wearing the outfit brought by Rosaline, he came out of the room, glancing at him from head to toe, she smirked, "Looks good in this dress, very suitable for a wedding!" She handed him a glass of water and some medicine, "This works best for hangovers," he immediately took the medicine as that's the most important thing he needs at that moment because of extreme headache.Once he is done with the medicine, she smiled maliciously, "Let'

"I don't know," Christian said quietly, holding Rosaline’s hand tighter. "But what I do know is… she’s not someone I’ll abandon. I’m not just here out of responsibility, I’m here because I want to be, I chose this and, I chose her."For the first time in her life, Rosaline’s confident expression cracked. Her eyes became wet, blinking fast as if she refused to let the tears fall, but they were there. Not weakness, but something different, something she wasn’t used to showing, she had been claimed, not as a prize, not as a burden, but as someone wanted, and that was the moment she knew her choice of choosing Christian was always perfect.The clerk announced with a happy face, "From today, you both are wife and husband officially." Christian and Rosaline exchanged their glances, Rosaline looking all happy as she is finally going to start a family just like everyone."Come out," Charles said sharply with a tight and restraint voice.Christian mumbled. "If it’s to convince me to leave

"Chris, are you okay?" Rosaline asked gently, brushing her fingers against Christian's sleeve after looking at his tensed face.Not wanting to worry her, Christian hummed quietly, "Yeah… I’m okay." Charles who caught the lie in Christian's words, rolled his eyes. "There’s no way he’s fine, he’s just acting... No matter how much he gets pampered, he is still afraid of his grandfather..." "I'm not," Christian insisted, "I'm just thinking about how to give an explanation to grandpa, apart from that nothing else...." "I’ll protect you," Rosaline placed her hand on Christian's trying to assure him, in return Christian gently smiled.However looking at their lovey dovey action, Charles snorted. "These both are ready to protect each other, what about me? Who is going to protect me from my father?" "Your karma," Rosaline shot back in a voice completely not sweet at the same time not rude either.They glared at each other like two kids in a silent war, Christian, exasperated and tired by s

"Really, Grandpa?" Christian asked, his voice cracking with disbelief, as he still couldn't believe that his grandfather accepted that easily.Lord Sargent didn’t answer at first, he simply gave a small, and gentle nod.Christian didn’t wait. He moved forward like a child who had just been told his dream came true and wrapped his arms tightly around his grandfather. The old man stiffened at Christian's sudden gesture, but only for a second, before patting his back once, almost awkwardly."Thank you... thank you so much, Grandpa," Christian whispered, overwhelmed by his grandfather's acceptance and support.The usually stoic Lord Sargent muttered, "Silly boy! I don't know whom you exactly take after...." "Of course not you honey," Amelia chuckled looking at her husband and grandson precious bonding, Lord Sargent laughed at his wife's comment, while family seemed to be pleased by what they were witnessing.Before the warmth could fade, the air shifted again as the grand doors were op