"That cold?", Desmond chuckled with mischief glittering in his eyes.
Aaron shot him a glance, unimpressed at his attitude. "You expected different?"
"Yes, because relationship and feelings can be developed when you work towards it and I believe that she is willing to give you a chance even though she has been head over heels for Davis." Desmond advised.
"Then, you should also know that though she agreed to marry me out of responsibility—her heart is still with Davis.", he countered.
Aaron don’t want to believe that Vera will be willing to love him when at the initial stage she has never acknowledged him.
He did not just expect the Louis family will accept a marriage proposal from him when he pressured his father to propose one. They had betrayed Davis without giving him a chance. Aaron always felt Davis is really pitiful in love.
Desmond noted the various changes flickering across Aaron face. He has always known Aaron attitude toward Vera and was hoping that with time he will change but it seems that at end he was wrong.
Vera Louis had everything a man could want in a woman—beauty, grace, intelligence and ability But in the end, she had chosen duty over love. She had let go of Davis, walked away from what was once hers, and stepped into a marriage that was nothing more than a calculated move.
To Aaron, she was just another pawn, just another piece of the game. And no matter how perfect she seemed, she would never be more than that.
Desmond wanted to persuade him further but Aaron waved his hand not to —making him pause with a sigh of helplessness.
~ At the Allen Family House ~
The clock on the wall struck 2am in the morning, Vera had been awake all the while waiting for her husband but surprising he ended the call before she could even express herself "How funny".
Vera stared at her phone, the beeping sound of the ended call lingered in her ears as a bitter smile stretched across her lips, a mockery of her own choices. She didn’t expect that in just a few months, she would be reduced to nothing more than an object of ridicule, a decorative wife. It is as though he had forgotten how anxious he was when he was asking for her hand in marriage.
Wouldn’t it have been better if she had waited patiently for Davis?
Her fingers tightened around the phone as she felt a wave of regret washed over her. She had thought she was making the right decision—choosing stability, choosing family interests over love. But now, she wasn’t so sure. Aaron treated her like she was insignificant, and Davis... she had already let go without giving him a second chance.
No matter how much she tried to justify her choices, the truth remained the same—she had lost.
She gazed out of the window in daze as memories of the past she shared with Davis flooded her mind—the laughter, the happiness, the hope for a better future. All of it had withered like grass under the scorching sun.
She could still remember how Davis used to look at her, the warmth in his eyes, the way he would indulge her every whim and tantrums. Back then, she had believed they were meant to be, that nothing could shake the foundation of their relationship, that the future will be a blissful one.
But now...
Now, she can’t really explain her present or her future. She is married to Aaron yet Aaron isn’t her husband because he didn’t regard her as wife. She wouldn’t doubt it if she is just a pawn amongst his many chess piece and might be discarded at any time.
A bitter chuckle escaped her lips. Was this karma? Or was she simply foolish from the beginning?
Slowly she turned around from the window and walked to her dressing table, she stared at herself lightly and smiled lightly. "Aaron, I am not that weak you know", she muttered to herself. "The daughter of the Louis family can’t let you walk all over her just like that." A gentle tap sounded on the door and without turning around "come in" she said lightly.
The door slowly pushed in and a young man of fine and distinguished features, his eyes cold and without warmth stepped into the room.
"Trevor, What did you find?" She asked indifferently. Her gaze still on the mirror
Trevor took a few steps forward, his hands tucked into the pockets of his tailored suit. His sharp gaze flickered with an unknown emotion as he studied Vera’s reflection in the mirror.
"Miss, we have some discoveries concerning the investigation," he said, his voice low and professional. "As you expected, there are some issues going on at the Allen group. The Board are getting restless again. Aaron is at the hospital because Desmond suffered from acute gastritis after he visited Davis".
Vera spurned around with shock and surprise "Davis?" What happened?".

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