Together

Marga's P.O.V

I told a few close friends that I was getting married. The others were taken aback because they knew I didn't have a boyfriend and then suddenly got married.

To be honest, I haven't had a boyfriend since. Having a husband, on the other hand? Yes, and here I am... working my way up to him. I'm gradually getting married and found a husband.

I sighed. Funny right?

Just the speed of my time, because it appears that the gap in my life is quickly passed, preceded. I've never been a boyfriend again. It's just another one, and it's been a while.

Many people were surprised and perplexed when I resigned. I don't tell anyone that I'm getting married because they might find out who I'm going to marry, even though others may be surprised. After all, I know there are many well-known families in Villaverde.

I just... I don't want to be a celebrity like that. Even if I don't say anything, I'll let them know. I'm not sure, we'll just pretend; I don't want to act as if our marriage is true but it isn't.

I am also the one who helps my family's needs; I insist on helping their financial needs because, even though my parents refused my money, I still give them what they require. I had just resigned before a month had passed due to my marriage and the challenges of a new life.

I let out a sigh. We are not wealthy, but our way of life is simple. Unlike others who are wealthy and well-known, such as my future husband.

Despite the fact that I did not want to resign, I did nothing because Klark did not want me to work. He stated that I might miss out on time with his son and that he did not want to make it difficult for me to stay with him at the time. I let out a sigh.

And now, as we faced each other in the midst of our marriage, I felt like I was being charged with life imprisonment.

"Don't tell me you're not going to marry my future wife?"

I was taken aback when I felt a hand on my shoulder and heard the baritone voice I had grown accustomed to. Even though I know who it is, I can't help but be be nervous because he has a serious expression. It was true when I turned around. It was Klark.

He appeared... irritated.

"K-Klark..." I bit the inside of my lower lip.

He gave a sly grin. "Wait, what? You're going to be a runaway bride in the middle of our wedding festivities, huh?"

He's a jerk.

I'm unable to speak. I'm at a loss for words.

He just stared at me, as if weighing his options. It was as if I looked him in the eyes as if he could instantly tell what was going on inside my head. Even in the back of my mind, it seems to be able to detect and predict my best-kept secret. Nonetheless, I maintained a normal reaction and demeanor.

I kept my gaze fixed on him despite the fact that I was aware that my eyes were red and that I might cry as a result of the tears. He remained motionless and speechless, his gaze fixed on me as his jaw moved and tightened.

"Marga, what took you so long?"

I lowered my head and averted my gaze from his. I don't want him to see me crying in the middle of our marriage. But I knew he was still paying attention because I could see the concern in his eyes. I sneezed briefly before speaking.

"I'm sorry, Klark... I-I don't think I'll be able to do it." I received a cowardly response.

"Oh, here we go again..."

He sighed heavily, his eyes closed tightly due to irritability, but when he opened them, they suddenly glazed over at me.

"Marga, it's been a year since we talked about this," he says, cutting to what I'm saying.

He sighed, bit his lower lip, and took a step closer to me, occupying the rest of our space and touching both of my shoulders. He spoke again, this time with his eyes fixed on me.

"I know it's difficult for you to decide whether or not to marry me... but if I could just follow you, I would have married you as soon as possible and we would not have delayed it for a year," he explained, but what he said stunned me.

I simply sighed deeply. I'm at a loss for words. I'm not saying I don't want to...

"I understand, but...you've been thinking about all of this for almost a year... us," he sighed, clearly holding back, just don't show any signs of irritation.

I could tell by the tone of his voice that he, too, was struggling.

I sighed and bit my lower lip.

Apart from getting married, I couldn't help but feel guilty. I waited for him for a long time before accepting his marriage proposal.

But here... it appears that I will retreat, despite the fact that I left in the middle of our wedding earlier due to my sudden motion stupidity. The problem is that I can't seem to get rid of my nervousness. I can't believe I'm getting married in such a short period of time.

"I've been looking forward to seeing you for a long time. But why are we still fighting? Why are you leaving when we are in the midst of our marriage?" he asked, frustrated, and clutched his necktie tightly so as not to snag it.

My mouth trembled. "I-I'm not sure, Klark. I suddenly—"

"Please, Marga..."

He cut me off in the middle of what I was about to say.

"I don't want to hear your rejection of me once more. We're in this situation; all you have to do is accept and bite our ruse!"

Hearing his pleading voice makes me feel weak. My anxiety quickly subsided with the simple word 'please,' and I was more motivated to agree. However...

"It's difficult, Klark! It's extremely difficult! "

He sighed deeply. "I know, Marga. It was difficult for me as well, but I was able to accept it. We both know and promised Shaina this before she died. Are you going to break it?" his question narrowed his eyes.

I swallowed right away.

"N-No... I only had two kids in mind, Rius and Zeus," he says, making a valid point. "I feel guilty... I feel regret not only for deceiving ourselves but also for deceiving them," I explained, concerned.

"I know, but they don't know why we married, and my children don't mind," he pleaded.

"Is that true? I certainly hope so "My tone was unavoidably sarcastic.

I grumbled to myself, "Here we are again... we always argue like this."

Why is it that everything comes so easily to him? Isn't he terrified? Why is it so simple for him to propose to me?

"Yes. Zeus was even more ecstatic when he found out you were going to be their second mother. I know he's close to you and loves you as well. So did Rius, and despite his lack of talkativeness, I know my son is not opposed to our marriage. I can tell he agrees "He elaborated.

Now, I'm on the verge of relinquishing what I feel I'm willing to do for him.

I simply sighed. It was as if something was still running through my heart, and there was still a tinge of skepticism.

Every time we discuss these, he says the same thing. The children will not be distracted by the discussion. He always makes excuses for his children. Because he is aware... He is aware that, in addition to his wife, who is my best friend, his son is also one of my greatest weaknesses.

But there's one thing I really want to know... "Perhaps I should ask you again, Klark."

I had the courage to look him in the eyes, and my heart suddenly pounded again as he was also focused on me and did not let go of my gaze. I took a deep breath and swallowed hard.

"What is it?" he asked, his voice trembling. I noticed his Adam's apple protruding.

I took a big gulp. "What is the reason for your sudden acceptance of Shaina's request?"

I inquired once more, hoping that there was a good reason to hear. That would not have been solely due to the children. Not just because Shaina has inquired.

I'm looking for something, for a reason that is unique to me. Why he chose me in the first place. Despite the fact that he could have chosen another woman,but still--he chose me. I was looking for myself with a little bit of him... perplexed as to why he chose and could wait so long for me?

However, it appears hazy.

"I…I thought I already explained that to you?" at the same time, he averted his gaze and looked outside through the open window.

I noticed him swallowing hard and moving his adams apple.

If I was just happy... if he was just happy... if we both wanted it and were both happy... this would not have happened, and I would not have felt this way. We will not be deterred. We will not feel remorse. Because we share the same sentiment.

And nothing to think about but the excitement of the two of us becoming one.

He was very handsome in his black suit that matched the shape of his body, and despite his bronze color, he struck me as very strong and ruthless. I could always see the silver watch on his wrists proclaiming his wealth. When my eye lands there, it blinks, his ruthless eye that I can't read, but it softens my heart at the same time.

I was nervous, despite the fact that my knee shook every time he approached. The posture and stature that I have always admired, the aura that you would never consider marrying because of his former and strong charisma.

Oh my God... this man. For God's sake, the man in front of me is going to be my husband.

"I know Klark... I.. I-I thought there was another... deeper reason," I said, biting my lower lip.

He shook his head and frowned. "Nothing else is I hope we can get married, I don't know what I'll do if you don't agree, you have to come with me whether you like it or not. Let's face it together. Marry me, Marga. Marry me."