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?”

don’t have to leave early because of me.” I assure

the guys are still standing, looking at us. Had they all heard me earlier?

you please take me home?” I ask

worried at the same

demands. “Did something happen while we

“My head feels like it’s spinning. I want

and hands the drink in

would know the truth and most likely spread the news

hands me his shirt

to look at him,

at his bare chest.

body is exposed. I’m asking you to please

“Are you

“It’s not what you—”

to puke when you look at me? Be honest with me. What does it make you

asks. There is a shocked

something to offend you? Did I ask you to cover your body, hinting

He demands. “You’ve

as I raise my hand to

Maybe it’s those drinks from earlier. All I know is I

remind him. “Am I that hideous to look at? Does my body bother you that

just drop this?”

to my very own conclusion. “You do find my body hideous to look at. Maybe that’s why you

pulls onto the main road, “who told you that you’re hideous to look at? And why

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

He demands. “This isn’t like you. I can even smell

you already know the answer to

I could tell he was growing impatient with