The Accidental Bride - S01 E88

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The Accidental Bride - S01 E88

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 88

Elizabeth's POV

“Me Ashley Romeo, I think something is wrong with my eye!” I said and scrubbed my eye.

“What are you talking about?” He asked.

“Like…I saw that the marriage will take place in the next ten years so I belived I must have seen the wrong thing.” I let out.

“Oh! Come over!” He said and I went to him.

He was sitting and I was standing before him.

“Sit on my l-&ap.” He said and I sat without thinking.

He placed his hands on my eyes and blew it gently.

“What are you doing Mr Ashley Romeo?”I questioned.

” Blowing the düst on your face.” He answered.

“What! are we really going to marry in the next ten years?” I asked.

“That’s what the document says.” He answered.

“Why don’t you just allow me to leave when I wanted too.” I asked.

“I do not want you to talk about leaving, everytime again, will you try?” He asked.

“Well, marry me first and I won’t think of leaving you anymore.” I answered.

“What is your definition of marriage, Elizabeth?”

“Well, we will celebrate our wedding and invite many rich people, everyone in the world will know that we are married.” I answered.

“But we can marry genuinely privately.” He said.

“It’s not what I want, I don’t trust you Mr Ashley Romeo.” I said.

He made me stood from him and said; “You really want marriage right?” He asked.

“It’s the only thing I want.”

“But you didn’t even pass my test, anyway, we would be getting wedded genuinely in the next thirty days. We will start preparing since today.” He said and I smiled.

“Now you are talking, Mr Ashley Romeo.” I said and played with his chin.

“The fashion designers and makeovers will be coming here tomorrow, discuss extensively how you want things to go for them, choose a perfect gown for the designer ad let her get it for you, I’ll be working on my own side too.” He said and I was so elated.

“This is the Mr Ashley Romeo I want. So…erm…after we marry, you will give me access to all you have right?” I asked.

“Elizabeth, you already have access to all I had, you just don’t know it.” He answered.

“How? when? where? with your workers maltreating me?” I questioned.