The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 9

~ATTICUS~

“You need to get Autumn a ring.” My father tells me. “It has to be appealing to the eyes. Remember, everyone would be looking at her hand. Make them stop and stare. They must know that the Fawns do not play when it comes to things like that.”

I should have expected this is what he wanted to discuss when he called me into his office earlier. Choosing a ring felt like something I should be doing with someone I was in love with; not a woman my family was forcing me to marry. Okay

“She can choose it for herself,” I tell him. “I’ll give her my card.”

The thought of choosing a ring for a woman I didn’t love made me angry.

My father narrows his eyes and twitches his mouth in disapproval. “That will not do. You must choose it together and don’t return home unless it’s one of the most expensive rings in the store.”

I sigh; of course, that’s all he’s concerned about—everyone’s opinion on the ring. The only person’s opinion he should be worried about is Autumn. She’s the one that would be wearing it.

I look at my phone when I receive a notification. It’s from Anya. My heart races at finally getting a reply from her.

I’m not happy with what she’s said, however.

loved me. I was wrong about

you aren’t still talking to that girl.” My father says to me. “You’re about to marry

truly asking that from me, father?” I demand. “You already destroyed my life and are forcing me to marry someone that I do not love for the sake of making more money and connections. How can you ask me also to stop speaking

terms with everything . I

be a distraction.” My father

lives. Whether you

just pointed out the obvious to him. He may have succeeded in getting me to marry Autumn, but my brothers were much more stubborn

will pick her up at her home in an hour.”

my father about this entire thing would make me angrier than I already

car keys from the desk and storm

says when I bounce into

ask. “What gave it

younger brother scratches his chin as he pretends to find an answer. “Hmmm, that’s

to figure out an answer,” I tell him.

to meet your future wife, isn’t

look of bliss on his face. He has never tried to hide his dislike for Anya. Of course,

and you’ll marry someone you don’t want

solution for that.” He responds. “Never to fall

you, and when it happens, it’s something that you can’t simply ignore. He will know

there a few times before. It