Ex-Husband's Regret

I put the final touches to my look before staring at myself in the mirror. I was a nervous wreck because today was my third wedding day.

It sounds so bad when I put it like that, right? The only comfort I get is that I'm marrying the same man I married a couple of years ago. My first husband.

Sliding my coat on, I pick up my purse and walk out of the room. The air felt electrified as anxiety covered every inch of my soul.

Gabriel had brought the new contract that evening as agreed, and now a day later, we were going to meet up with the priest so we can do the deed.

"Are you ready?" Gabriel asked when I stepped into the living room.

I couldn't answer. I felt like my thoughts were clogged, so instead, I just nodded.

"Why can't I go with you?" Lilly whined, making me turn towards her.

She was seated on the L-shaped couch, frowning, her hands folded across her chest. She wasn't one to throw tantrums, so I don't get what this new attitude is all about.

"Because only adults are allowed there." I easily lied. "Sharon, here, is going to look after you until we come back."This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Sharon was the nanny Gabriel hired. She was in her early fifties and was just so sweet. She reminded me of Mia. I could already see that she's someone Lilly will grow to love. Lilly was already so at ease with her, something that is rare.

"Why do I feel like you're lying to me?" she grumbled, her frown intensifying. "I thought we promised never to lie to each other."

I sigh. We did make that promise, but this was one of the times when I'd have to break it.

"Well, I am not."

I didn't want her to attend the wedding. Can I even call it a wedding? It was more of a fulfillment of a contract. I didn't want her to come simply because this wasn't a real wedding. If it were, then she would definitely help me plan it and would also be a flower girl.

"We'll be back before you know it, Lilly," Gabriel said in a voice that brooked no argument. "I promise we'll bring back something special for you."

It's like her anger and annoyance disappeared at his words. She smiled big and nodded her head.

Releasing a breath of air, I try to calm myself down. I can clearly see that Gabriel and I will have a problem because it's evident he's going to spoil her. "Okay, be good to Sharon, and remember to set time aside for your studies," I told her once I was calm enough before kissing her forehead.

I turned to leave, and Gabriel

followed suit The ride in the elevator

is quiet. I don't mind that at all becaused am in no damn mood to

talk. I just wanted to get it over and then come back and eat a

done

tub of ice cream while lamenting the fact that I'd made a deal with the devil.

The elevator stopped and opened, and we stepped out. Gabriel led me outside of the building complex, where his driver was waiting for us near the car. This time, it's a siker Mercedes. Once we are in, he closes the door, gets in, and starts the car.

"I'm sure you remember Rowan." Gabriel began a few minutes into the drive

I roll my eyes at him. I was married to him for three years,.We might have gotten a divorce, but that doesn't mean I've forgotten his brother.

"I've asked him to be our witness," he finally said.

"Okay"

"He already knows about the contract and about Lilly. He also knows we were once married," he explained. "The rest of my family will know about our marriage and Lilly after we've gotten the marriage certificate."

"Sure," I said weakly.

That was the other thing that gave me anxiety. I wasn't confident about meeting the rest of his family. Sure, I would have no problem if Lilly got to meet her extended family, but I would rather remain on the sidelines.

After my answer, it was quiet till we

got to the chapel. I silently got out of the car after the driver opened the door for us. My anxiety was now on overdrive, and I wanted nothing more than to turn back and flee as if the fiery fires of hell were on me.

As if sensing my thoughts, Gabriel grips my hands and leads me inside. My anxiety takes a backseat, as I stare at our interlocked hands. Gabriel has never willingly touched me, so this takes me by surprise.