Fiancé Practiced 18

Chapter 18 

The car ride was once again pin drop silent so I was looking out the window the entire time. Marcus was immersed in his phone and didn’t look up at all. 

Finally after a long drive we got into the private jet of the Empire’s. Marcus sat in the very corner while I absorbed myself staring at the meaningless shows in the TV. 

I saw him glancing at me several times in annoyance, his lips twitched to a scowl whenever he met my eyes. 

We both knew that we had to share one room when we go to the hotel because our rivals in business would also be there. 

“Miss wake up. The flight has landed” The air hostess shook me several times. 

I rubbed my eyes and slowly looked around. Perplexed, my brows furrowed as Marcus was nowhere to be seen. 

“Where is Marcus?” 

“Mr. Anderson already left” 

“He left?” 

“Yes miss. Another car will be coming to pick you up” 

Wow I can’t believe it. He was worse than I thought. 

Before I left the jet I changed from my wedding gown to pants and a red tank top. 

The car took me to an enormous hotel facing the sea. Palm trees were lined along the entrance while small yellow light bulbs flickered at the side giving a golden glow to the walls of the hotel. 

‘Miss your bags will be brought to your room. Please come with me. I’ll show you to your room. Mr. Anderson is already waiting.” 

I followed the hotel staff to my room. I opened it to see a Mr. Rude working on his laptop on the table. I sighed and went to the bathroom with one of my bags that had already arrived. 

I stood in front of the mirror and inhaled sharply bracing myself to the future I would be having. 

‘Phew okay let’s do this. Let’s not give a damn about what he tells or does. Let’s never talk with him. Let’s do this!” 

I nodded my head in satisfaction and changed into a comfortable t–shirt and pants. I walked out with my chin held high only find Mr. Rude lying on the bed typing on his phone. 

‘Who said that you could sleep on the bed?” Well I guess no talking was not an option anymore. 

“Who said I couldn’t?” 

“Where the hell am I supposed to sleep if you sleep on the bed?” 

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Chapter 18 

“It’s your problem. I don’t care” 

He didn’t look up once from his phone as he spoke. 

I looked back and forth between the couch and the bed. Why would I sleep on the couch? My precious spine. 

“Hell no way I’m sleeping on the couch. Move your butt!” 

He rolled his eyes and moved, giving me space to sleep. 

I got inside the sheets and covered my body. I was so tired that I instantly fell asleep. 

I woke up to a sound of a phone ringing. My eyes were too heavy and I was too bored to open them. The bed was very comfortable. I wondered how they made the bed so warm that I felt like heat was radiating in front of me. 

I decided that it was probably the pillow that I was hugging. But why does it feel like the pillow is hugging me back? So weird. 

The phone started to ring again 

“Uh” someone groaned in irritation. A musculin voice to be exact. 

Who was that? I was sure I didn’t make a sound like a horse choking. I opened my eyes and saw a handsome face, shadowed by the sunlight falling in right in front of me. 

Marcus was hugging me from my waist and I was doing the same. Our legs were tangled in the sheets providing me with no escape unless he moved away. 

I felt as if my eyes were bulging out of their sockets. At the same time Marcus opened his eyes mirroring my reaction. 

Like a flash we quickly moved away to the two ends of the bed. The phone was ringing again and now I thanked it for occupying my nind so that I didn’t have to think about what happened seconds ago. 

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the ringing phone. I turned to where he was looking at, only to find that it was my phone that had been ringing all along. 

quickly picked it up to see my annoying brother calling me early in the morning. 

‘Hello Jake why are you calling me so early in the morning?” I whispered to my brother. 

Why? Do your hips ache?” 

WHAT?” 

heard him laughing from the other end. 

Well I called to tell you a surprise” 

‘What?” 

‘Brandon, your ex is here” 

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My Fiancé Practiced Vows in Bed with My Bestie–So 1 Said “I Don’t” at the Altar 

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Chapter 18 

I quickly got dressed and went downstairs without waiting for Marcus. As I walked down Jake met me on the third floor. 

“What is that jerk doing here? “I hissed through gritted teeth. 

“He came with the Bolton’s. Remember Mr. Charles Bolton is his uncle” 

“But I thought he left for England to work in his father’s company.” 

“His mother came back to Bolton’s after divorcing Mr. Maitland” 

“They divorced?” 

“Have you been living under a rock?” Jake face palmed. 

Does face palming run in our family? Why the hell does everyone keep doing i? Brandon was my most hated Ex. He was a can of trash that doesn’t deserve anyone’s love. 

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