The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 194

Book 3 Chapter 30

~WILLOW~

“Consummated out marriage?” I ask.

She looks at me like I’m insane, “Are you some freak? Do you not know what that means?”

“Who the hell do you think you’re talking to?” Clarissa demands as she moves closer to Sharon. I was scared that she would do something.

Autumn takes my hand and guides me back to where the others are. Dante and his brothers had just arrived. “What was she speaking about?” I ask her. “What did she mean when asked if we hadn’t consummated our marriage?”

Willow looks at Griffin, and he quirks a brow. He seems surprised and a little flustered by my question.

She took me further away, just the two of us. “It means to you know. . . Complete the marriage by sleeping with your husband.”

I frown, “Dante and I have already slept in the same bed together.”

She smiles, “That’s not the kind of sleep I’m referring to. It means s****l i*********e with that person. When you join your bodies, everything fits together like a puzzle.”

I can tell it’s hard for her to explain this to me. But now that I understood what she meant, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach.

Sharon was right. We hadn’t consummated our marriage, and I don’t think we ever will.

“You don’t need to worry about her,” Autumn assures me. “Atticus and I didn’t consummate our marriage right away either. It took us a while. It will happen when both you and Dante are ready for it.”

Autumn seemed to believe that Dante would one day change his mind about our marriage. I didn’t see him ever changing. He was too stuck in his past to see a future with me.

“I think I’m ready to leave,” I tell Autumn.

“We just got here.” She pouts. “Are you sure you want to leave?”

to leave early because of me.” I assure her.

are still standing, looking at us. Had they all heard me

me home?”

surprised and worried

something happen while we

my head, “My head feels like it’s spinning. I want to go

the drink in his hand to

would know the truth and most likely spread the news to everyone. By tomorrow, everyone would

hands me his shirt from

to look at him, “why?

stare at his bare chest. It was a

asking you to please use this to cover

without humor, “Are you saying my body

“It’s not what you—”

I that hideous to look at Dante?” I demand as I put the shirt over me. “Does it make you feel to puke when you look at me? Be honest with me. What does it make you feel when you see me this

asks. There is a

to offend you? Did I ask you to cover your body, hinting that it disgusts

gotten into you?” He demands. “You’ve never been

finish his sentence as I raise

I’m acting out. Maybe it’s those drinks from earlier. All I know is I must

me, Dante.” I remind him. “Am I that hideous to look at? Does my body bother

you just drop this?” He asks, almost

to my very own conclusion. “You do find my body hideous to look at. Maybe that’s why you haven’t consummated our marriage. Technically our marriage isn’t even complete because you never fulfilled your part as

exhales loudly and puts the jeep in reverse. His hands are tight on the steering wheel as he pulls onto the main road, “who told you

I’m perfect, you can’t find a reason to end this marriage. How very

drink?” He demands. “This isn’t

sounds like you already know the answer to your question.” I

I could tell he was growing impatient with