Four Brothers and a Bride

Chapter 81: Chapter 81

DEMI

I know it’s risky to be seen with him but I just couldn’t handle talking with him over the phone about everything that’s been going on with me. I am also glad Anna offered to let us use her place while she’s at work.

Liam accepts the drink I offer him but sets it aside with a grim expression on his face. I bring my glass to my lips and take a bracing sip of the alcohol.

"You still have to return to work. Should you really be drinking?"

I ignore him to take another sip. My life has been crazy lately and overwhelming. Sated, I set the glass down and look at him. "Everything is going wrong. I am overwhelmed. There’s just too much to deal with lately."

My head aches just thinking about Ashley’s proposal, mother’s betrayal and her lies about not knowing how to differentiate her boys, Maddie and Eliana’s incessant calls, Ashton’s weirdness around me and my confusion about how to deal with everyone’s expectations.

"You didn’t go into this expecting it to be easy. No matter how wild things get, you only have to ask yourself one question before making a decision; what will be the best course of action to advance my revenge plot? That should light your path to victory. Nothing else matters."

He’s right. I sit upright.

"Let’s take it one at a time." Liam begins. "Mrs. Rollins. What are you going to do about her? Remember, no sentiments!"

I nod sagely.

"I think she’s got a few secrets of her own. She blatantly lied to me about not being able to differentiate her sons when I first met her. It took me a few weeks to a month in the mansion to realize she had lied. When they’re all clothed alike or pretending to be another brother, the quads can be a pain to distinguish. However, having gotten to know them up close, I can easily guess which brother is capable of doing one thing or the other. Now imagine a mother who’s been with her sons all their lives and knows some of their innermost secrets. How can she really not know what they’re individually and collectively capable of?"

I shake my head, more out of disappointment at how gullible I turned out to be. "What I don’t understand is why she welcomed me into her home to straighten her boys when she’s been the one encouraging their wrong ways behind the scene? Why exactly did she rope me in?"

"I also felt Mrs. Rollins wasn’t the goody-two shoes she always portrayed herself to be. There’s something sketchy about her too. She likes to make people feel like she’s clueless about what’s going on around her so they can keep their guards down whenever they’re around her. For instance, she might know all about Josh Randall and his mother but keep a smiling face around her family."

"Yeah. I’ve thought about that too." Mother also knows about Olivia’s situation and yet, she allows the injustice to continue out of blind love for her son. No, she’s definitely not so nice. "I think I am also going to use her game against her. I’ll keep acting clueless about her schemes till I find out what she’s really up to. Hopefully, she doesn’t catch on to me as fast as Asher did."

Liam inhales. "And Ashton?"

I hate how unnerving his name makes me feel. I reach for my drink and swish the liquor in the glass. "It was a mistake to get attached. I am gradually detangling myself from him." I sip my drink and look away to signify an end to that uncomfortable topic. Thankfully, Liam gets my drift.

"I’ll call Eliana and Maddie later. I don’t expect them to understand that I have my own shit to deal with while they expect me to drop everything and rescue Olivia. I want to deal with Ashley’s crisis first."

"Ashley." Liam reiterates. "He has been a bit of a shocker lately. I could never have guessed he had it in him but there’s very little a man wouldn’t do for the love of a woman. It always comes down to the love of a woman."

"He doesn’t love me." I counter him.

"Maybe not but he clearly likes the idea of it. What are you going to do about him?"

"Things will only get difficult if I reject him. Good thing he doesn’t know that I am afraid of being divorced by him. Given how desperate he is to win me over, he would have threatened me with that."

The thought of him scheming with his mother to force me to get intimate with him and the recent stunt he pulled at the award show still pisses me off. Though I find his actions distasteful, I have no choice but to give him a shot. I have to stay by his side to achieve my goals, even if the idea doesn’t cause an excited thrill to run down my spine.

"I already agreed to accept his proposal on the condition that he reveals to me the name of the brother I married first." I preempt the question in Liam’s eyes as he watches me. "I know how to confirm it. I already ruled Asher and Ashley out of the equation. Given how much time I have spent around them, I have come to the conclusion that neither of them fit the bill. It’s between Ashton and Ashal. I’m certain of it."

"And what do you plan on doing if Ashley truly unveils your mystery man?"

breath hitches. At first, I was certain that the man from that night would know more about what happened to my parents because of his whiskey addiction. My mom had made some entries in her journal about her boss’ son who thoroughly enjoyed whiskey. Sadly, it turns out that all the brothers love

to know him just to satiate my curiosity. I don’t know what

do when you unveil him,

Ashton with teary eyes. Why did it have to be him and not Ashal? My heart clenches with pain. I always knew

eyes stay with me as I reach

red eyes. "You deserve better." He glances at his brother behind me.

was the color of the pants I wore at the club that

"Demi..."

me." I croak out

but your breath was clean. You had your hair in a ponytail until I tugged off the hair band because I thought you’d look less miserable with your hair down. You tasted of candy and breath mints and after our first kiss, I sipped whiskey and made sure you tasted

recaps. I back away when he tries to blot off the tears and ignore the quick tug of sadness over

please, I am so

Ashley who stands with a placid look on his face. The first hint of disappointment at

for being truthful. Please, could you ask him to leave us?" Instantly, I feel Ashton’s hand on my shoulder. They feel like ice glaciers, making me flinch at his touch.

growl angrily at him, partly to give Ashley the satisfaction he desires. The latter steps between us and gently steers his brother away while I watch them with blurry

were different

enjoying the show. I ease away from his grasp and dry my eyes, suddenly irritated

he throws his brother under the bus to achieve him aim and in another, he pretends to be sympathetic towards me, about a messy situation he was privy to. I have no idea what version of Ashley this is but it’s certainly not the jovial one I went on a date with before

up to your end of the bargain. I guess we can officially kickstart the next six months of our lives as a couple, properly so called." I utter

only did what you demanded of me to pave the way for our future

episode unscathed? Ashton wasn’t the only one who lied to me this whole time. You also kept me in the dark for months. Am I supposed to throw myself into your arms and forget that bit just because you threw your brother under the bus

bus to please you, Demi. Let’s get that straight. It was about time Ashton came clean about the little incident at the club anyway. I only urged him to admit it himself because you placed such a steep condition

"I haven’t given you any reason to doubt my intentions but you’re so rigid

wedding ring at the award ceremony." His eyes boggle with surprise. "I’ve lived with you for four months and there was never a day

purpose? What could I possibly gain from

don’t want to believe that you staged all that but a

wow." With a pained look, he brushes past me towards his walk-in closet. His fingers stay poised by the doorknob when he

of things stirred some doubts in my head too, Demi. A recent example is the

dilate in shock as I wasn’t expecting him to say

it in my mind but it still makes no sense. The moment you found the box, you brought it out to me and showed me the note inside. I am certain I didn’t see a second note in the box and I only felt flustered after reading the first note. You panicked after you saw my reaction to the first note. According to what you told

long has he been pondering on

I guess ours have never and will never mean more to you. I will never mean more

me. I sink down on his bed and cradle my head in my hands. I messed that up. I have to make it up to him. I have to clear his doubts

a snazzy outfit. The sight of him makes my heart skip a bit. Slowly, I surge to my

him and I just..." With a deep sigh, I frisk my hair with my hands. "You

take? You clearly don’t mean to give me a chance and I don’t want it if you’re only doing it out of pity or compulsion. If it doesn’t

stings more than I care to admit. Something about Ashley’s derision makes me feel some type

gift box happened. I truly enjoyed our time together, getting to know you and vice versa. Promise me you’ll keep that energy up. Nothing felt forced when I was with that guy, not my smile or

down and kiss him like my life depends on it, because it

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sadness that fills my chest. It’s probably for the best

mystery man could be Ashton since