I was just quiet.

For a few minutes, I was quiet and just listening to the conversation of the De Lucas. I could barely move the food in front of me. Occasionally answers Elizabeth's question. Sometimes I just nod and smile in response. Nicolas is also busy eating and joining in the conversation. I'm the only one here who doesn't feel like eating.

"So, Cassy. It is okay if I call you Cassy?" I nodded to Elizabeth. "I just want to ask if, it's okay for you to let me choose your wedding gown? And I'll take care of everything. I just want to baby you and spoil you. I also don't want you to get tired. Is it okay? " I just smiled a little then nodded.

"Great! I'll schedule tomorrow my appointment with my best designer so she can get ready. And I assure you, darling. You'll gonna love it." She said while smiling.

I felt Nicolas move beside me. He wiped his mouth first before standing up. "I have to go. I still have work to take care of."

He did not even wait for his parents' answer and just left immediately without caring. He doesn't really respect his parents.

I turned to Mrs. De Luca but she greeted me with a sweet smile as if Nicolas just acted like that was nothing to them and as if they were already very used to him. I don’t understand but I feel something is wrong.

"Cassy. Darling, I just want to tell you that when the time when you are Nico's wife don't ever ask things that will hurt you. Nico has a short temper but I know there's a part of his heart that was soft. I know he likes you, Cassy. I can see that in his eyes and I hope you give him time to admit how he feels. Not now but I know, he'll say that before it's too late. "

A small smile flashed on my lips. I didn't know what I would react in front of her so I just smiled. I also didn't want to tell her that I was too afraid of their presence that I might offend her.

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After dinner Elizabeth delivered me to their driver. While on the trip I couldn’t help but think of what Elizabeth had told me. Don’t I ask what will I do? Nicolas likes me? How could she say that thing? That man almost threw me up. He just forced himself to pick me up.

"Ma'am, let's stop first." I nodded to the driver. We stopped at a gas station. The driver came out and I didn’t know where he went. Maybe he went to the comfort room.

I feel exhausted. I leaned back in the seat and then lowered the car window. But I didn’t expect who I would see across the road.

It was Nicolas' car and I could clearly see him because his car window was also down. His head was leaning on the headrest and it looks like he's waiting someone. And I wasn't mistaken because someone came out of the store in front of him. A tall and blonde woman came out. She was wearing glasses but I still recognized her.

Fiona Wright, a famous model.

She got into Nicolas' car and I could clearly see the two of them kissing inside the car before they left. It was as if something had torn inside me as their kiss repeatedly played in my mind. It was as if my heart was being crushed and it was as if I was having trouble breathing. I'm running out of air.

The corners of my eyes heat up. The feeling that I just felt it now. I just experienced it now.

Suddenly my tears flowed. I immediately touched my cheek. "Why am I crying? What's happening to me? Why am I acting like this?" I asked anxiously.

I took the bag and then took a tissue and immediately wiped away the tears but as I did that I cried even more. Disgusted, I threw away the tissue and just cried. My mind went back to Nicolas and Fiona. Is Fiona his girlfriend? If his girlfriend is Fiona why would he marry me?

Many ‘what ifs’ came to my mind. I don't know why he consented to this marriage when he had a girlfriend. But we will just marry on paper. I also knew that he would not treat me as his wife because of his policies. In other words, only contract marriage will happen to us. We were just married on paper.

That's a good thing. I don't like him either. And I didn't want to marry him in the first place. But why am I hurting? Why was I hurt when I saw Nicolas with another woman? What did that mean then?

Until I entered the house that memory was still in my head. I was dumbfounded as I climbed the stairs. "Cassy?" I turned to Mom who was at the end of the stairs.

"Are you okay?" She ask and her concern is obvious on her face. I nodded wearily at him then continued climbing.

I’m not in the mood to talk about my day.

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