Chapter five

"Mind your business and stop digging around!"

"Well, it's hard to mind my business, after all, your business is mine now," she smirked, her eyes glinting with amusement.

I glared at her, my heart racing with anger. "I'm warning you, stay away."

Just then, a maid walked in and whispered something in her ear. She turned to me with a saccharine smile. "Get dressed quickly, you're going to meet your new family today."

"What? Not so fast... I haven't even agreed yet!" I protested, my voice laced with panic.

"Yes you have, you were supposed to meet them yesterday but you refused to wake up" Her tone was condescending, like I was a child who couldn't be trusted.

"Cooperate, everything will be over soon," She turned and walked out, leaving me seething.

After I was done dressing, I followed Merida, the maid, out, as we climbed down the stairs I could hear voices. They all sat in the living room, waiting for me.

"Finally, urghh" Jane groaned as she stormed out of the house, her parents also stood up and I followed behind them.

"Amery, you're riding with your sister," my mother informed.

"What? There's no way she's riding with me, I'm going alone," Jane huffed and got into her car. She ignited the engine and sped off.

"Don't worry, you can ride with us," my mother sighed, her eyes flashing with annoyance.

We arrived at another mansion, and as we walked in, we were welcomed by a maid who took our coats and guided us in. They stopped by a big table, where a woman, probably the same age as my mom, was seated. As soon as she saw us, she stood up, a big smile playing on her lip.

"Oh, there they are! Welcome to our humble abode!" she greeted, throwing her arms out as she hugged my mom, kissing the air while Mom did the same.

Mom laughed. "Come on, Diana, you're making it like it's the first time we're visiting you."

"Well, we don't get these important visitors every day." Diana deadpanned.

"Thank you for hosting us, then," my mother replied, her voice warm.

Everyone else exchanged greetings while I stood there, watching until my mother grabbed my hand, pulling me close to her.

"Diana, meet my beautiful daughter Amery." My mom smiled as she introduced us.

"Amery, meet your future in-laws," she signalled me with her eyes and whispered, "Be polite."

"Hi, nice to meet you," I forced a smile, stretching my hand as we exchanged handshakes.

"Nice to meet you, Amery. You're even prettier in person. Welcome, I'm happy to have you," Diana gave me a warm smile as she pulled me into her embrace.

Okay, I like her; I said to myself. This marriage can't be that bad; I have a lovely mother-in-law.

"Let me get my husband and Levin. Make yourself comfortable," Diana said.

"I heard your first son is back? Will he be joining us?" that was my mother.

"Yes, but he's a little bit busy right now. He'll join us later " Diana answered while mother nodded.

After Diana left, Jane turned to my mother. "I thought that first son left the family seven years ago after his father disowned him and made Levin his heir,"

"I know, maybe they've made up," my mother replied.

"Is he back to claim his position as the heir? I thought he's well off already. " she sighed.

"Well it wouldn't be that bad if Amery marries the first son, then I'll have Levin to myself. I told you to let me marry him anyway"

"Shut up, that's never going to happen" my mother cautioned while Jane scoffed in reply.

Just then Diana, and a man, probably in his late 50's walked in. He exchanged greetings with everyone and Diana introduced us.

Few seconds later, we could hear footsteps from the stairs, then a tall, lean guy walked in.

He was handsome, chiseled jawline, dirty blonde hair, brown eyes. He was totally giving me a runaway model vibe.

As he approached the table smiling, I could see a striking resemblance with Diana.

"Everyone, I apologize for my lateness,I was on a call with a client and I lost track of time," he said, his voice smooth and confident.

"You should apologize to your fiancée, she has been eager to meet you," Diana said, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

Liar I wasn't eager at all. But if I knew he was this good looking, I would have been.

His gaze moved to me, and I gave him a genuine, real smile from the bottom of my heart. But Levin just glanced at me, his eyes cold and dismissive, before changing the subject. I felt a sting of rejection and embarrassment.

I looked at Jane, whose focus was on Levin. She looked smitten, why didn't my mother just let her get married to him instead? I sighed and dropped my cutlery, the sound echoing through the room.

"Excuse me, I need to use the restroom," I said, but only got one response, from Diana, who pointed out where the restroom was for me. Everyone pretended they didn't hear me, or maybe they actually didn't.

I walked into the restroom and released a deep breath. I washed my face with water and cleaned my face with a disposable towel. My head was spinning considering I just woke up from a coma and mom didn't even let me get better before she dragged me here.

She's forcing me to marry a man who wouldn't even want to look at me, let alone love me. I felt like a pawn in a game I didn't want to play. I just have to keep praying that the years gets by faster and I go back home.

As I left the restroom,I felt my world spinning out of control. My head was throbbing, and my legs were trembling beneath me.

I tried to take a step, but my body betrayed me. "Oh God, it's coming," I muttered, my voice barely audible, as I felt myself losing balance.

The room began to blur, feeling weightless and then I crashed to the floor with a loud thud.

I laid there, dazed and disoriented, before I heard a male voice piercing through the fog. "Hey! Are you okay?" it asked, laced with concern. I breathed a sigh of relief, grateful for the kindness in his tone.

The person grabbed my shoulder, and he pulled me up. "Are you okay?" he asked again, his voice softer this time. I looked up, still trying to clear the haze, and saw the stranger's face inches from mine. My heart skipped a beat as our eyes met, and I felt like I was drowning in those familiar blue depths.

"I'm not, obviously!" I groaned, trying to hide the embarrassment and shock that was written all over my face. He helped me up, his hand still on my shoulder, I looked up at him again, and my mind went blank.

This couldn't be happening. "What?... what are you doing here?" I managed to stammer after what felt like an eternity of us staring at each other.

He didn't seem surprised to see me, but his expression was laced with a hint of annoyance.

"You must be my brother's fiancée," he said through gritted teeth, like the words were being forced out of him.

I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. Was this a prank?Or was I being set up?

The man I slept with a few days ago, the one who made me scream in utmost ecstasy, the one I couldn't get out of my head despite my situation, was standing in front of me, telling me he's my brother-in-law.

The room began to spin again, I wondered if my life could get worse than this.