The Accidental Wife (Emily and Julian)

I waited for Julian in the living room. He called me a while ago, telling me to get dressed since he wanted to take me somewhere. He didn't give me any details, which was enough to heighten my anxiety. Thankfully, I asked Rosie's babysitter to stay for the night since I had Thirty minutes after he called me, I found him waiting for me outside in the car. I looked at his face and found it relaxed. That was a good sign. If something was wrong, it was easy for me to tell just by looking at his face. "Where are we going?" I asked him.

"You're about to meet the assholes who wanted to hurt you." My eyes widened when he said that.

"Is it Fiona?" I quietly asked even though I had a strong feeling that she was the one behind it all.

"And Matthew." My gasp was audible. Matt... How did this happen? Why would he do that? Was it because I picked Julian over him?

"They teamed up against us? Why? I thought everything came to an end with Jeffrey's imprisonment." I sighed, looking at my soon-to-be husband.

"They can't get over your success, sunshine. They can't accept the fact that you made it without them. As for Matthew, I guess

he didn't take your picking me over him well." I didn't say anything and just looked out of the window. I felt Julian's hand cover mine, causing me to

look at him. "We've got each other, yeah? We can take them all down together." I slightly smiled as he brought my hand to his lips and kissed it.

For most of the ride, silence took over the atmosphere, but it was a comfortable one. Every once in a while, one of us said something, but no long talk was necessary.

Soon, we arrived at a warehouse I didn't know anything about that place. Did Julian own it?

"It's Tanner's," Julian answered my thoughts.

The two of us walked inside and I found Tanner and a few bulky men. In front of them, Matthew, Fiona, and the one who attacked me sat on metal

chairs.

Matthew and Fiona's eyes were fixated on me. I never knew I had such violence in me, but all I wanted to do was tear them into pieces because I was so done with people trying to ruin my life.

Why couldn't they just forget about me and let go? Why did they feel the need to make me live in worry and fear?

"You're so obsessed with ruining my life that you ended up ruining yours," I told Fiona as I walked towards her. "If you think that you're going to walk out of this place without any consequences, then you're surely a naïve little bitch."

"Why?" Her voice was low, yet full of venom. "Why did you get to have everything!?" She looked me in the eye and all I saw was pure hatred and envy. "You have your perfect little family, an amazing job, a man who practically worships you, and everything anybody could ask for! Why would you have all of that!?" The more she said, the higher her voice got.

"As if I achieved all of that while spending my entire life hurting others!" I let out a sarcastic laugh. "I worked my ass off, had to raise my daughter for five years on my own and endured a tremendous amount of hate nobody could handle!" Who put it in her head that I had it easy? Why couldn't she remember what they all had put me through for years?

"Nothing breaks you, Emily," she spat her words.

"Maybe if you paid attention to your own life instead of focusing on mine like the madwoman you are, you could have done something with it," I muttered, before moving away from her.

I kept my eyes on Matthew as I moved towards him. I didn't understand what kind of pain I caused him that made him act like that. What he wanted to do to me was beyond anything I could ever imagine.

"All I did was refuse to be with the man who hurt my daughter. Why was it hard for you to accept that?" I calmly asked him.

"Stop lying to yourself! You used what happened with Rosie as an excuse to be with Julian!" He snapped at me.

"Raise your voice again at my wife and you'll no longer have working vocal cords." Julian's voice was low but scary. It didn't escape my notice that he called me his wife even though we haven't officially gotten married yet.

"I'll humor you. Let's say I used what happened with Rosie as an excuse. Why couldn't you accept that another man owned my heart?" I folded my arms over my chest.

"He hurt you! He threw you out of his house! Despite all of that, you ran back to him like the pathetic bitch you are!" It looked like Matthew hadn't taken Julian's warning seriously. One moment, Julian was behind me, and then I found him on top of Matthew as he tackled him 178

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kept beating him until he was black and blue.

"Julian, that's enough," I said, trying to get him to move away. Tanner interfered and pulled him away, which wasn't an easy thing to do.

"You shouldn't have done that," I mumbled, looking at his hands that were already red and bloody. I couldn't even tell if that was his blood or Matthew's.

"I have wanted to do that for a while actually," he said, flexing his hands.

"What do you want to do with them?" Tanner asked us.

Julian looked at me and said, "I want to give them a slow and painful death, but that's her call."

"You can't do anything to us!" Fiona exclaimed, jumping up from her seat.

"Sit your ass down before I give Julian the green light to skin you alive," I said while glaring at her. That was enough to make her sit down again. I loved how scared she looked.

"I want them in jail for as long as possible," I told Julian and his best friend.

"Consider it done." Julian nodded.

Many people might think that sending them to jail would be merciful, but I knew that doing that to them would ruin

them forever. None of them would be able to get a respectable job. They would eventually lose their social status, and nobody would give them a second glance. They would be done for good and that was enough for me. Julian and I headed home pretty late. It was already five in the morning and all I wanted to do was fall asleep.

Once we arrived home, I took him to the bathroom and cleaned up the torn skin of his knuckles.

"I think you need to refrain from punching people if you want your hands to heal," I joked, dabbing the cotton ball that I had previously submerged in disinfectant on the small wounds scattered on his right hand.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"I can't help it when it comes to you," he said, looking at me. I smiled a little without saying anything else and continued cleaning the small wounds.

"Thanks, sunshine." He cupped my chin after I was done and kissed my lips.

"I love you," I murmured, holding onto him for a moment.

"I love you more." Call me clingy all you want, but I loved having my body pressed against his. I loved the way he held me. It made me feel safe.

Whenever he held me, I felt like it was easy for me to detach myself from the world even if that was just for a few moments. His hugs gave me the energy I needed to go on.

I threw my body on the bed and Julian did the same. Automatically, he pulled me close to him until there was no space between us.

"Do you think this is the end of it?" I whispered, looking into his eyes.

All I wanted was to live with my family in peace. I wanted to have a happy life with them and stay away from any drama. Why did it feel like I was asking for much?

"I hope so." Julian pushed the left side of my curtain bangs away from my face. "Even if this isn't the end of it. We can face anything together, right?" I simply nodded because it was true.

"Would you be able to come to Paris with me?" I wondered as I rested my chin on his chest. I wanted him there with me. As cliché as it sounded, I wanted to have a rooftop date with him with the Eiffel Tower twinkling with its magnificent lights as our view. "Do you want me there with you?" he asked.

"Is that even a question? Yes, I want you with me. In fact, I want you anywhere I go," I grinned, making me chuckle.

"Then I'm coming." He kissed my head and tightened his hold.

I closed my eyes and fell asleep with one thought in my head. I couldn't wait until I was married to Julian Kensington.