THE NEW WIFE

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"Be a good girl Adara don't get into trouble with anyone or do anything to annoy the lady Bancroft. She has been too kind and generous to invite you into her home before your wedding." I nodded at mother's words without uttering a single word as she stepped into the car.

All through my life I have always followed her guidance and teachings since I didn't have a mother to learn from. I've always seen her as my mother even if she has told me a thousand times and more that I should never call her that.

"You won this time Adara. At least you don't have to work a single day in your life anymore just the way you wanted it. Maybe if my mother wasn't a trophy wife I would have easily been picked." I ignored Scar's taunts adjusting my glasses as I watch her step into the car.

"Take good care of yourself Adara. Respect your husband like you've been taught." Father warned and I nodded.

"I'll send your things later. Don't cause any trouble Adara." I bit my lips while nodding a yes to him.

"Let's go Simon!!!" Mother yelled and father hurried into the car. I knew marrying me off was her idea, but I couldn't understand why I was chosen over Scar. It's not like the Bancroft loved me too much.

There were so many unanswered questions in my head and each questions were slowly driving me insane.

Scarlett got the benefit that came from being the daughter of the Langford family while I'm being given out for Marraige. Yes I'm always jealous of her cause I'm never treated fairly.

Once upon a time I used to be father's favorite child until my mother died. Right now, it's like he doesn't know me anymore, like his last ounce of humanity died with mother and it's now replaced with a deadly money vulture. His love for money and fear of bankruptcy is the sole reason for my sudden marraige to Dalton Bancroft. 

Though contract marraiges are the trend these days, I didn't want to be a part of that trend. I wanted to fall in love with someone the normal way, but even I knew I didn't have a chance at that. I was bad at love cause I reject everyone before they confess to me.

I stepped back into the mansion once they were gone and back into my room. Even if I had been introduced to Dalton as his wife, I slept in a separate room last night since we weren't married yet.

"Are they gone?" Agnes stepped out of the bathroom startling me.

"You scared me." I wiped my face quickly. The last thing I wanted was for her to see me crying like a child. It was embarrassing. I'm a grown woman now according to mother, and in less than a year I would start my family with Dalton, and even if that's the last thing I wanted, I was in it.

"You miss them don't you? Everybody misses their family when they come here." She shrugged.

"I can visit them whenever." I tried to act tough.

"I guess." She stepped into my closet and walked back out.

"I need to get you ready for breakfast. The lady hates tardiness especially during breakfast." Agnes said and I followed her into the bathroom.

"You had quite the fun last night." I heard Agnes say as she dipped her hands into the tub filled with water to it's brim.

"Dalton Bancroft seems... nice." I was honest.

"Don't you think it's time to address him as your husband. You were accepted last night." I blushed at her words. Yes Dalton had been the nicest and kindest person to me but calling him or addressing him as my husband was still wierd to me. I wasn't yet acquainted with the term 'Husband', plus we aren't married yet.

I took off my clothes, letting my hair fall to my back as I stepped into the tub filled with warm water. I hadn't fallen sick as I thought I would from the cold last night and I was grateful for it.

"Hmm." I moaned against it's heat on my skin. It felt so good, and the herbs and bath wash Agnes had mixed in was so refreshing.

Agnes dressed me up for breakfast once I was done bathing. I was glad this time it Wasn't the type of dress I had on last night. This dress covered my entire body, giving out nothing yet so beautiful and fitting.

Agnes didn't bother applying make up to my face since I didn't need it. Just a little lip gloss was enough to enhance my beauty which made me wonder why I ever thought I was ugly. Now I stared at my reflection through the mirror, I was far from being ugly.

Agnes had tied my hair backwards, using different pins to keep it in place. I wore my glass once she was done and stared at my reflection through the mirror.

I'm glad those heavy makeup didn't affect my face while I did them. My face still looked smooth and fresh as always as if I hadn't done those makeup since a teen.

Just as I stared at my reflection, admiring how beautiful I had turned, I noticed a little fading blue-ish green scar on my chin and I rubbed my fingers against it, wondering where I had gotten this from. I couldn't recall doing anything that would hurt my face unless...

I shuddered at the thought of him. It couldn't be him could it? The crazy man that had brought me here last night whilst still claiming me as his. I blushed at the thought of him feeling the same way I had felt when he was around.

HOT AND BREATHLESS...

I placed my palm on my chin hiding the red marks that appeared on my face. That man made me feel so many things at once with just words, and then when he kissed me...

"Are you alright madam?" Agnes asked breaking me from my thoughts and I nodded immediately rising from where I sat. My face and skin has already turned so red.

"Let's go then." She led the way and I followed.

Both Agnes and I stepped out of the room headed for the dinning room. I have decided not to think about Evren, especially if I'm getting married to Dalton.

"I've asked Maxwell to get the names of higher investors next week. We need to convince them to vote for you." I heard the lady's voice the moment I placed my hands on the door knob.

"Have Mr Langford agreed to our plan?" I heard a male voice I assumed was that of Dalton my husband to be. My heart skipped at his voice, I was going to see him again. I didn't think I was ready to meet him again not after embarrassing him before everyone.

"Yes we already have Adara's vote." What vote where they talking about? I never voted for anything.

"Good, everything has to go according to plan. We cannot afford to lose this."

"Calm down son, you won't lose. I did not raise you to lose to that boy." I pushed the door open after taking in countless deep breaths to calm my unsteady nerves with Agnes tailing behind me. I could feel their eyes on me and I did everything to avoid their gazes.

Agnes drew out a chair for me to seat and started putting food into my plate without hesitation. There were lots of food and drinks on the table, foods enough to serve hundreds of people to their satisfaction.

"Good morning mother. Dalton." I greeted.

"Yes Adara, how was your night?" Dalton asked and I finally met his gaze.

"It was nice."

"Of course it will be. Get ready we'll be going out later to visit my relatives and plan your marraige the traditional way." The lady Bancroft said and I nodded wondering what traditional wedding there was to plan.

"Take it easy mother. There's no need rushing the wedding now, especially with the problem in the company now." Dalton said smiling to me.

"There's problem in the compa...?"

"Not any that's your business." The lady Bancroft quickly said cutting me off. sighing, "Maybe you're right Dalton. Let's focus on that first and then immediately after you'll get married." She continued.

"Alright." Came Dalton's reply. "I have a few things to finish at the office so I'll see you both later." Dalton got up kissing his mother's cheek and then patting my shoulder before leaving. I was finally left alone with a demon accessing me with her eyes. There's just something about her that screams Evren, something I couldn't put my fingers around.

With everything she did last night I don't think I want to see her but here I am. It's not like I can escape her.

"The physician will be hear today to run a quick test on you. I've learnt about the disease that killed your mum. (RIP to her)." she started taking a sip of her juice.

Though I had little knowledge about who my mother was and almost disappearing image of what she used to look like, I knew she loved and cared for me. I knew she was always working and would leave father to take care of me most days till one evening when she never returned.

I waited for her to get back since it was my birthday, but she never came. Father got back that day and said she had panic attack and that was the last time I saw or heard from her again. The next time I got to see her was before the alter looking so pale and worn out. She was in a white casket I used to call angel box.

I used to think she was asleep until I learnt she would never wake up again. I never really knew the cause of her death cause they said I was too little to know.

I've tried asking father now I'm old enough, he just gets angry and walks away.

"What did they say killed her?" It was uncomfortable asking about the cause of mother's death from a stranger I just met, but my family wouldn't tell me a thing about her.

"You don't know?" I nodded at her words.

"I'm not in position to say anything to you. Your father should do that. If he hadn't told you yet, then he must have a reason for doing so don't you think?" Of course she's not in the position to tell me, my family were. But I still couldn't understand why everyone was keeping this away from me.

I nodded at her words. She was right no matter what. My family are in position to tell me about mother's death.

We both ate in silence after her words. Later that day, the doctor arrived to check me which he did, the test results were put immediately and he handed them over to the lady. I had no idea what was written in that later, or what test he had ran on me but I was glad he said I was okay.