Chapter 6: Drunk!

“Young Master Anderson, you said you had someone in your heart?

“Yes”, Rex Anderson replied without hesitation. “I love the foolish girl to the point that I want to die for her, so don’t push it. I definitely won’t have any feelings for you!”

Ariel looked at herself and laughed a self-deprecating laugh. Was she destined not to be loved? First, it was Damien and now her supposed husband had just told her he loved someone else hours after their wedding.

“I also have someone I love and he is ten times better than you. At least he is not disabled. He has a handsome face and we love each other so much.”

Rex Anderson let out a mocking smile and the hatred in his eyes was obvious as he said, “You mean you and Damien’s love is perfect, not disabled? What an enviable person, but as long as I remember, your sister is carrying her child?

After saying what he needed to say, Rex hooked his lips and wheeled himself out of the bedroom, leaving Ariel alone.

For four days in a row, Rex Anderson didn’t come back to the villa, giving Ariel breathing space.

Although Rex Anderson was a disfigured and dangerous man, she was still happy to have a place she called home.

Since Elvira and her mother returned to the Ann family, that place wasn’t her home anymore.

Just when she was done with her breakfast, the employees from the civil affairs bureau arrived.

The employees immediately presented Ariel with the marriage certificate. “Congratulations, you are now officially Mrs. Anderson.”

Looking around the villa, the female employee holds Ariel’s hand with an envious look. “You are so lucky to be married to such a handsome man.”

Ariel twitched her lips.

“A very handsome husband? who didn’t know Rex Anderson was disfigured in the whole of Oakland?” She thought to herself.

Once they had left out of curiosity, she flipped open the marriage certificate. Their names were written on it. Only Ariel’s face was attached to the Column for the photo.

She let out a long sigh of relief and she felt grateful because Rex didn’t attach his photo.

Just when she was prepared to leave for her room, she heard the butler’s voice.

“Mrs. Anderson, you should prepare yourself.”

Saying that the butler smiled from ear to ear as he continued with his words “Young Master will be back home today.”

When she heard the butler’s words she felt depressed instantly.

She remembered the night of their wedding. She saw Rex Anderson's cold face and she shivers all over.

To prepare herself, Ariel asked for some horror movie recommendations online to build her courage before facing that man.

After she had gotten a lot of recommendations, she wrapped herself in her blankets with the light off. She binged on the recommended horror movies for the whole day and had to rush to the bathroom to throw up as a result of the jump scares.

It was nighttime and Ariel thought she was already immune to all the scary things in the world.

Even if Rex Anderson appeared in front of her now, she wouldn’t feel afraid anymore.

She decided to go downstairs to eat some late-night snacks and logged in to her social media account hoping that would lighten up her mood.

After watching horror movies for the whole day,

However, she felt annoyed looking at the couple on her screen.

“Supermodel Elvira Ann and Damien Ford were spotted entering and leaving a hotel. It has been confirmed by Elvira Ann's manager that they are indeed in a relationship and they also promise to announce their engagement soon.”

Each time she scrolled her phone screen it was still the same news. In the end, Ariel turned off her phone and put it aside.

As the events of days ago run through her mind.

Lying on the couch, Ariel’s tears couldn’t stop falling.

She had been in love with him for years.

She loved him while he was busy loving her half-sister and even got her pregnant. She cried bitterly when she remembered how he had tricked her into drinking that night and, to top it all, he made fun of her in Ann’s mansion. She bawled her eyes out while thinking about her sad life in the Ann mansion. Finally, she looked up at the time; it was already past ten. Rex Anderson had yet to arrive.

Seems the devil won’t come around this night, will he? Ariel thought.

She heaved in a deep breath as she looked at the wine cabinet. There were all kinds of wine in it.

Though she wasn’t a good drinker, as she hadn’t even taken alcohol before the incident, she couldn’t suppress the urge to have a sip. She wanted the alcohol to numb her pain. Ariel grabbed a bottle of wine on impulse. She opened it and sent it directly to her throat. While she was drinking she could feel the burning sensation trickling down her throat.

“The Ann family, Damien. You bastards, I hope you all die a painful death. Screw my childhood sweetheart, screw Elvira. To hell with the scum and bitch" she shouted at the top of her lungs while weeping profusely, "Damien, it doesn’t matter if you have a fine face. I can bet it with you that you are uglier than Rex Anderson! You are a rotten tomato, Damien. Ariel picked up the bottle again and gulped it down her throat.

Outside the door, Rex was about to enter the house. He froze when he heard that. Rex Anderson came into the villa with a gloomy expression. The living room was filled with the smell of alcohol and a woman with a bottle in hand and a flushed completion was sitting on the floor while cursing as she would occasionally mention Rex Anderson’s name.

A trace of displeasure accompanied with sadness flashed across Rex Anderson's face.

”Just how much did you drink?”

Her body was so weak and unstable. He grabbed her wrist and she staggered, falling on him in the wheelchair. She wrapped her arms around his waist.

“Damien, you are a bastard. Do you know how much I love you? I didn’t sleep with the man on purpose. I didn’t even know him. Damien, please don’t think I’m a dirty woman. It wasn’t, intentionally”, with her cheeks flushed red; she called out Rex Anderson flirtatiously. so handsome, how about sleeping with me for one night, Ariel said, while putting her hand on his shirt. Pius and the bodyguards who were standing beside him were silently watching the drama playing out in front of them.

Seeing how Ariel was all over Rex Anderson's body, a bodyguard wanted to go forward and pull Ariel away, but Pius gave him a stern look and the bodyguard immediately retreated.

“You don’t want to? Let me tell you a secret. I’m married but you see my husband can’t get his thing up. Did you know who my husband is?” she giggled a little, “Rex Anderson, you know him right? The richest man in Oakfield, how many women out there would have loved to marry him, but you see they can’t because he can’t get his thing up, and let me tell you another fact about him. He’s a monster, but he is now my husband.”

“You said Rex Anderson is your husband and a monster?” the anger in Rex was now evident as his low voice was like a sound coming from hell.