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 was revolted

blushed and scampered

"Whose Skylar?" I ask.

beauty wasn’t Victoria secret model and Vogue cover-ish, she would easily go unnoticed as she wants. She rejected Maddox like all the other guys that have

chides them. Murmuring, they both heed her. "I’m sorry, Demi.

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

we first met. I

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

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

in my gut ever since I found Asher outside Anna’s house. Though Anna has repeatedly assured me that Asher seems completely clueless about my pregnancy, I just can’t bring myself to believe it. Asher must have overheard me. I just know

scares me to think what his 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

have thought of 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’ve found myself. The silent torment is almost unbearable. I try to distract myself as much as

fuss about my fledging friendship with the Randalls. I am trying

over the phone as I wait for the traffic to clear up. He’s always so

"Not yet."

"What’s taking so long?"

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

in a long while,

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

mistaken, it sounds like a race track but I doubt Liam is the type to

"I’m driving. That’s why."

"Oh."

done." He

phone and linger at the pictures of father and Kristy. That would make headline news 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.

be? Why does this person keep calling when I clearly don’t want to speak to the stranger? A text message comes just as I am about to

number from my fiancé. Can

as her fiancé like I wouldn’t know him if she simply called

the wedding shop she texted me. The moment I walk in, an attendant with a patronizing smile offers to escort

wedding dress that sculpts her body like paint and flows down her knees. She looks so divine with the long veil over

turns in all her glory with a

you think?" She cups her boobs that are peeking from the plunging neckline. "Too open? Ashton wouldn’t like me showing too much skin, right? There are more options

decline the offer of champagne from a staff and

look absolutely beautiful,

so you can help me pick a dress that my fiancé will love." She inclines her head and a gold earring on her

she trying to

would you think 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 of his brothers? They know him better than any

the dresses with me. Plus, they’re all super

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

this why you wanted

her hand, she dismisses all the ladies assisting her. They all disperse in a flurry

the first daughter-in-law of the family, you’d know a thing or two about what the Rollins family expect of me and give me a few tips on how to win hearts and immerse myself in my new role after I join

in her eyes that betray the innocent smile she’s giving me. She means to rub it in my face that she’s getting the brother I happen

Get your friends to help you pick a dress. I’m sure your future mother-in-law will

as far as three steps before she yells at

refuse to leave

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