CHAPTER THIRTY

SCARLETT'S POV

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"Missed me , Xandy?" She said looking at him, batting her eyeslashes.

Just who the hell she thinks she is.

Talking to my man like that?

Wait....where did the "my man" come from?

God!! I'm going crazy.

Xander's jaw clenched on her words.

He looked towards me but I immediately turned my head.

I didn't want him to see how much upset I was by this.

I gazed towards my parents to see them looking confused.

Even Maria looked confused.

But Shelly on the other hand was smiling.

John was lost, I don't know where. It's like he wasn't even interested in whatever was happening around him.

I conclude he was bored maybe.

"Oh, you kids." Shelly went to them chuckling as if a freaking comedy show was going on.

Maria on sensing the situation came up and said , "Scarlett, my child. This is Molly, my niece, Shelly's daughter." She told me with a smile.

I guess she sensed I was not liking how that girl just came to my Xander.

Wait..... again "my"???

This time it was my inner voice who spoke.

As I said she always interrupts me when I least expect it.

"And Molly, this is Scarlett, Xander's fiancé." Maria said wrapping her one arm around me from the back.

I noticed she told I'm his fiancée though there's still time for that.

On hearing that, Molly gave a death glare to me. But she quickly covered that up with a fake smile.

She again turned her attention to Xander who all this time kept looking at me.

"I'll see if all the arrangements are done in the hall." My mom said to everyone.

Saying this she went out and everyone followed suit.

"Xandy" saying this, Molly tried to gain Xander's attention. He didn't spare a glance in her direction.

I could feel his burning gaze on me, there for me.

"Xandy..." Molly again started.

"Fuck off." Xander thundered at her.

I got a bit scared of him at that. I've never seen him like this except once at the hospital but even then, he wasn't clenching and unclenching his jaw every now and then like he's doing now.

His voice didn't raise. Oh, not it didn't raise at all. It was low , low as a cold chill but the thunder, the danger in it didn't go undetected.

But looks like Molly doesn't have a brain for she still didn't get the hint and tried to get close to him.

I didn't like how she didn't care his fiance, that's me, was standing in the same room as her and still she had the audacity to try to seduce my man!

To try and get close to my Xander!

And yes, my man, my Xander.

This time, it's consciously done.

He is mine. And I'm not going to let some stupid fool to come and try to get her hands on what's mine.

She was a few steps away from Xander when I reached him.

Standing in front of him, I took his hands and put them around my waist. And he also complied willingly in that.

I tilted my head a little to look up at him.

He was looking at me with an unreadable expression on his face.

I never thought I would actually do this. It just came out on impulse and I knew I would be also shocked at myself after doing it but I still did.

Reaching up a little, I kissed him a bit above his chin. He didn't expect it cause he looked shocked and surprised.

I could only reach his chin because, yeah, that's how tall he is, even though I'm wearing heels.

His shocked expression soon turned into a smirk and he bent his head to kiss me on my cheeks, on both of my cheeks.

Molly was standing there all along.

Aww....poor Molly, she must be planning a hundred ways to kill me right now.

I shook my head at my thought.

I looked at her and said in a overly sweet voice, "It was nice to meet you Molly. Hope you'll enjoy your stay here."

She just gave me a fake smile, just like the one she gave me before.

Without any thought, I added, "I'm sure Xander would love that."

Xander squeezed my waist on hearing this. He brought his head down to my left ear and whispered, "What the fuck are you doing?"

He planted a sweet kiss there. And nuzzled his head in my hair to inhale my smell he seemed to love a lot.

My words caught her attention. Her eyes lit up.

And I didn't like that at all.

I smiled a little at Xander and said, "you guys are brother and sister. Why won't he love that? Right, Xander?"

Her mouth hung open at my words and her eyes that were shining before, stopped now and she narrowed them at me.

"Brother and sister?" She sneered at those words.

"You think Xander and I are brother and sister?" She asked.

I don't know why but I think she was getting mad. Must be getting so very mad at my words.

"Yeah, I'm saying right. Xander?" I nudged him a little.

He just hummed. Inhaling a deep breath while his head was nuzzled in my hair, he looked down at me and slowly grabbed my cheeks with his both hands lightly.

"Yes, sweetheart." Giving me a kiss on the corner of my mouth, he said, "you are absolutely right. Molly is my sister."

I'm sure he was also enjoying this so much. He eyes shone with amusement and they were lighting up with hidden laughter.

"I am........" Molly wasn't able to complete whatever she wanted to say as the moment she tried to speak, the same moment a maid knocked on the door catching our attention.

"Madam told me to ask you all to come in the hall. All the guests have arrived." Saying this , she turned away walking.

"You leave." Xander uttered those looking at Molly with no expression on his face.

Thankfully, this time she complied.

I don't understand, does she use selective hearing or what?

After she went away, Xander turned me to face him.

I looked at him questioningly.

He sighed, grabbing my face, he kissed me on my forehead.

"You don't like her, do you?" He asked seriously.

I went with saying what I felt, " I don't need to like her."

He nodded his head slightly, "Fair enough."

"I could like her, I might do even." He looked at me, straight in my eyes, asking me to complete, "Just not around you."

I told him the truth. It's true.

I don't have any problem with her. No matter, how many fake smiles she give me.

But I won't definitely like her around him.

He chuckled a bit on my words. Pulling me closer. He rested his chin on my head and wrapped his arms around me.

"Neither do I."

"Hmm?" I tilted up my head to look at him.

"I don't like her around me. At all." He whispered.

"Our feelings are mutual." I grinned.

He just gave me a small smile.

"Yes, they are."

"We should go outside in the hall now. They must be waiting for us." I reminded him.

"Let's stay like this for a bit longer." He pleaded.

"But we'll get late." I tried to reason with him.

"Naah, we won't." Leaving small kisses on my jawline, he whispered, "It's our engagement. We can get late for we want to bask in each others' warmth a bit more." He completed explaining with a last kiss on the base of my neck.

"That's romantic." I commented with a little pout.

"Why do you do that?" He asked looking down at my pout.

"What? What do I do?"

His eyes had turned a shade darker than their normal deep bluish with green specks inside.

He was intensely staring at my lips before closing his eyes and exhaling a breath.

On opening them again, he looked at me and said, "let's go"

He walked with me following him.

We both were holding our hands.

And it....it felt good.

It felt nice to be there with him.

I felt warmness in my chest on this because I initially thought he wouldn't care.

He wouldn't care at all about our wedding. He will always be busy in his work, meetings and everything.

I thought it all might be awkward and maybe it was never going to be good as it's now in the present.

I just thought all this because of all the things I heard about him, all the things I've seen on internet about him.

But he, he proved them all wrong.

I don't know if he actually cares about this or not. I don't know if he's doing all this willingly or not.

I don't know if he's good at making his emotions because I never see them on his face or maybe I'm the one who's bad at reading faces.

But whatever, it is. I'm happy he's here. I'm happy he didn't abandon it. Because trust me, there was this fear in my mind that he might not come to the engagement at all.

He might just send me a ring to wear and it won't be a proper engagement.

But he again cleared all my doubts, he again made me calm.

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We were both sitting on the heart shaped sofa in the hall.

And yes, we were sitting really close to each other.

He had his one hand wrapped around my waist.

Everyone was looking happy except Shelly and Molly.

Why do I feel like they are planning something? Something that will stop my marriage? Something which will Rob us of the happiness we are having right now?

I didn't think about them more. I should not be thinking about them anyway.

I should be concentrating on my engagement. My engagement ceremony.

Soon, a maid came with a tray on her hands covered with a velvet red cloth.

She also had a smile on her face. I noticed even the helpers were happy for us and it made me happy.

I'm sure there must be rings under that red velvet cloth.

I'm wondering how would they look.

I'm positive Maria must have chose them and those rings must be beautiful.

As me and Xander.....

Well , we all know what happened that day.

I don't even want to think about that.

Xander came close to my right ear and said,"We need to talk."

I looked at him and nodded.

"After this ceremony." He added.

Something about the way he said it and the expression on his face made me think whatever that he wanted to talk about would be something significant.

I looked back around at everyone.

Molly's gaze was fixed on the maid that was coming with that tray.

I could sense she was going to do something, something I'll not like.

As soon as the maid came near Molly, she slipped and the tray, that tray covered with red velvet cloth fell down.

I got mad. That tray held our rings and they ....they fell down.

It didn't took me long to understand that Molly put her foot in front intentionally due to which that maid tripped on it.

I was going to get up and say something to her when I saw Maria giving me a knowing look.

She gestured me to not get up and sit back down.

I wonder why she did that until I saw the contents of the tray on the floor.