Four Brothers and a Bride

Chapter 108

Chapter 108: Chapter 108

DEMI

"Did you hear me?"

"I heard you, Kira. Your mother is sick. So what? What exactly do you expect me to do about it? Come running over so you can clap your hands and laugh in my face for falling for another one of your dirty tricks? That won’t happen anymore."

"I already apologized for that, didn’t I? Iman convinced me that he wanted to make right all the wrongs he has committed against you and begged me to help get you to his place. I thought he was being sincere."

I can’t believe what a terrible liar she is. "How stupid do you think I am, Kira or are you just so cocky you can’t even bother to come up with a better lie? You expect me to believe that rubbish? You must be more foolish than I thought. Tell your mother to quit acting. I will never sanction your visit to the mansion for any occasion so you two can ease up with the theatrics."

Before I can hang up, aunt’s voice sails through.

"Demi, is this really all you have to say? I accommodated, clothed and fed you for five years and this is the thanks I get? You’re willing to watch me die just to soothe your pride?"

"Pride has nothing to do with it, aunt. If I was proud, like I should be, I would have demolished the house you live in and sent you to the streets with only the cloth on your backs so no one associates that architectural embarrassment with my past. If I was proud, I wouldn’t even take Kira’s call or yours. I would have you book appointments to see me. If I was proud, aunt, I would have your daughter tender a public apology on national TV for her deception which almost cost me my life the last time and after that, I’ll throw her into jail to rot. I know you know all about it but as usual, you’re playing ignorant. Don’t ever call me again unless you’re ready to tender that public apology because proud is all I am going to be from now on while I remain Mrs. Ashley Rollins."

I hang up and slam the phone on the couch. I am so pissed at those two.

"Everything okay?" Amber asks, passing me a cup of coffee.

"Just some pesky maternal family members." I sip my coffee and savor the rich flavor. "I can’t believe they’re related to my mom. She’s an angel compared to them. They drive me nuts every chance they get."

Amber laughs and concurs with a nod. I look up as a dashing young man strides into the living room towards Amber, hunkers down and pecks her cheek like I have watched the quads do to their mother so many times.

"Oh, hi son. How was your trip?"

"Amazing." He says without taking his eyes off me. "Demi Rollins." He crosses to shake my hand. "When my mother told me you visited earlier, I thought she was fibbing to get me to shorten my trip and come home to keep her company. I’m..."

"Maddox." I preempt him. "Amber never stops gushing about her kids." He shares a sweet smile with me. "Why did you think she was lying to get you to come home?"

"Because I have had an unhealthy crush on you ever since you made the headlines."

His bluntness is flustering.

"Quit flirting with her, Maddox, she’s already married to the ultimate rizz master. You’re too late."

We all turn as his sister walks in, plunks her bag down on the couch and hugs her mother. Wow. Did Amber inform them I was coming so they could stop by to say hello?

"Kat, you’re here too."

Kat rolls her eyes like her mom’s acting is terrible. "Yes mom, I just magically appeared after you left me thirteen missed calls and seven texts about Demi Rollins being here." Amber blushes hard. Her children don’t know the first thing about being subtle. I chuckle at their directness.

Kat sinks into the couch next to me. "Hi. My mom seems to think we should be best friends because she was best friends with your late mom, bless her soul. You know, carry on the friendship legacy between Regans and Bransons. What do you think of that?"

"Um..." I stare at Maddox who relieves me of my coffee to sip out of it, especially from the spot my lip touched.

"Don’t mind them." Amber intervenes when a red blush creeps into my cheek as Maddox continues to give me nasty looks. "Kat, go upstairs with your brother. You two should freshen up. Demi and I will set the table. Maddox, I asked you to be friendly with our guest, not flirty. She’s married and you know that. Don’t make her uncomfortable."

"She’s not complaining, mom." He turns to me. "Are you, love? Do I make you uncomfortable?"

"Don’t mind him, Demi. He thinks he’s all that." His sister cuts in.

"I am all that."

seem to think so. She

and scampered

"Whose Skylar?" I ask.

in school, a very shy and very I don’t like people or talking kind of girl. Easily invisible in a room full of people. If her beauty wasn’t Victoria secret model and Vogue cover-ish, she would easily go unnoticed as she wants. She rejected Maddox like

both heed her. "I’m sorry, Demi. They can be

standing to join her towards the dining room. "I love meeting people, rubbing minds. It’s refreshing, especially when they have a different, wider outlook on life than I

stare at the stairs where Maddox stands to blow me a kiss and blush even harder. He reminds me of Ashley when we first met. I had been repulsed

bit of harmless flirting now and then and even though Ashley will beat Maddox hands down in that department, I can’t seem

was content with being my contract husband without putting any pressure on me. Now, we are mostly at crossroads with respect to what we both want out of our marriage. I hate to admit that I miss that version of him that didn’t feel threatened

am glad Amber and her children helped distract me for a few hours from the fear that has settled thickly in my gut ever since I found Asher outside Anna’s house. Though Anna has repeatedly assured me that Asher seems completely

reason is. I know he stands with his father and disapproves of me as the mother of Ashley’s children. He has never been subtle about his utter dislike

confronting him but if Anna is somehow right and Asher knows nothing, confronting him would only expose my secret. It’s such a difficult situation that

I put a raincheck on it because Ashley has been making a fuss about

Brett for the DNA test?" Liam asks me over the phone as I wait for the traffic to clear up. He’s always so direct and straight

"Not yet."

"What’s taking so long?"

hurry this even if I wanted to. Brett is not an easy man to get close to even though we practically live under the same roof. I can’t just stroll into his room to rifle through his personal effects or bathroom. If I

while,

hear a familiar sound. "Where are you? I can

a race track but I doubt Liam is the type to indulge

"I’m driving. That’s why."

"Oh."

and get it done." He hangs up. I roll my eyes. He can

but I am not ready to lose my friendship with Kristy just yet. She can prove very useful in the long run. I flip through and find pictures of Josh and father. I could ruin Asher’s day by sending him these photos. I really want to but again, it wouldn’t be the

rings again and I continue to decline the number. How dumb can people be? Why does this person keep calling when

I got your number from my fiancé.

only thing I can think about is how she intentionally referred to Ashton as her fiancé like I wouldn’t know him if she simply called him Ashton. The traffic clears

the affirmative and meet up with her at the wedding shop she texted me. The moment I walk in, an attendant

and flows down her knees. She looks so

in all her glory

rearranging her train on the floor with every move she makes. "What do you think?" She cups her boobs that are peeking from the plunging neckline. "Too open? Ashton wouldn’t like me showing too

am surprised she’s asking me. I decline the offer of champagne from a staff and turn to give Mila an

absolutely beautiful,

a dress that my fiancé will love." She inclines her head and a gold earring on her left ear glints under the light of

she trying to

I’d know what kind of wedding gown your fiancé would prefer on you? If you wanted that opinion, why didn’t you call any one

the one looking through the dresses

by my side. She’s deliberating trying to get a reaction out of me. This is the last thing I

why you wanted

the ladies assisting her. They all disperse in a flurry

know a thing or two about what the Rollins family expect of me and give me a few tips on

rub it in my

you here. I don’t know what you’re trying to do here but whatever it is, I am not down for it. Get your friends to help you pick a dress. I’m sure your future mother-in-law will

far as three steps before she yells

leave the mansion

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