CH.12- Her Humiliating Answer

Aaron's pov...

Victor Robertson was really a stubborn person, I constantly tried to separate him from Aanya Stephen but... But I failed.

Like her previous marriage candidates, I also got him accidents many times and tried to create suspicion in his heart for Aanya to be an unlucky star. But he didn't give her up, he was more stubborn than Alex Rowan. He had given up on her soon after rumors about her being an unlucky star were ongoing even though he claimed to love her from childhood.

I know him since childhood and respected him, even after that I didn't hesitate to make him suffer, then Victor Robertson was whom I didn't know before he came into Aanya's life, so why should have there be a soft corner for him in my heart?

I tried my best to make him suffer more than anyone I did before, but still, he stood firm to marry her, and today finally their engagement was going to happen... But I was waiting for her for so many years how could I let her be someone else's bride?... Today I myself went out to pick up Aanya and brought her here and now she was my wife.

But his eyes on her, carrying so much concern and affection, his innocent love for her, gave uneasiness to my heart.

I consoled myself that his love was just because he didn't aware of her true personality. If he knew, he didn't have that emotion in his eyes, the emotion which was very similar to mine which used to be twelve years ago.

"He loves you, he has the same love in his eyes as I used to have for you 12 years ago."

I held her chin squeezed it harshly and made her to looked at me, that affection she didn't deserve at all, she was a heartless woman!

"Does he know about your true nature? Does he know that the girl whom he considers innocent and he loves her with all his heart, in reality, that girl is not an innocent but a skilled player, conspiring to ruin the lives of others?"

Really, I myself didn't know why I cared about this matter but I wanted that he knows, Victor Robertson know about her real personality too, and if he comes to know about her reality then he will hate her, which will hurt her more.

She jerked my hand and redeemed her chin from my tight grip, putting her eyes were on me, then disdainfully said "It's none of your business!"

I felt her hatred. Did she always have this hatred in her eyes?

Yes, she had, just that I was so fooled that I couldn't recognize her true emotion and took it as love for me.

But right now the emotion in her, the hatred in her which was she showing to me, was hurting me.

"After treating his hands I will send him back from here and you will go with me to my house which will now be your home too," 

I lowered my head over her and slowly said "...Or should I say which will now be your cage!" Looking into her eyes, I tried to scare her, but I could not see anything there other than hatred for me.

She didn't talk back at me as she did before. 

I summoned my courage and asked her a question which answer I didn't want to hear "You love him too?" 

Some emotions appeared in her beautiful eyes, but she fanned her long eyelashes and blew those emotions before I could read those emotions, then she looked into my eyes and scoffed.

"What do you have to do with whether I love him or not, but if I have married a beast like you to save his life, then there will be a special feeling for him in my heart... Isn't it?" 

Her answer hit me and crushed my ego, but most of all humiliated me. I felt hurt and jealous at the same time. So she had feelings for him.

I felt stabbed in my heart and also in great pain. It was hurting so much.

To hide my emotions, I turned and now my back was facing her, I told her that she can meet him for a while but not for too long, then I headed upstairs.

Should I kill him, Victor Robertson?...

No, not yet, he was my bargain chip, she cared for him, he could be of use to me again, so killing him now would be wasted.

But her care and affection for him, it beyond my tolerance, I felt as if someone poured oil and flared up, the flames of jealousy, burning my heart.

After a while when those burning flames cool down, I went downstairs and saw that my men were in the leaving room. I asked them about her, then they told me that they were still inside together and it was about too long.

The flames of jealousy rise again, I rushed and grabbed the door handle and twisted it, the door opened, but no one noticed me because they both were busing with arguing.

As the door was opened and I was about to enter, I halted, my feet were frozen, after hearing Victor Robertson's question.

"Why did you do this to him?" Was he asking about me? Did he come to know that I was falsely accused?

My feet were glued there and I was all my ears, I was ready to eavesdrop. I wanted to know what she was going to answer him, was she still playing the role of a fairy tale princess in front of him?