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Lost in My Wedding
Chapter 63
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  The whole day, I remained busy with my legal work of my real estate business. Today was certainly the day of my life as I was again nominated for the 'Businessman of the year' for the third time. People were enthusiastic to see my wife, as the paparazzi has already flaunted and left no stones unturned to spread the news about me getting married secretively. People wants to see that woman whom they will know as my wife. I went to that showroom especially for Juliette because I wanted to make sure that she looks the best in the award function. Everyone hopes that!

  By the time, it was evening when I Iooked at my watch to find its already six in the evening. I got up from my table and shut down my laptop. Cosmina must have already left for getting ready for the function.


  Along with Juliette, me too have to look best in the function. We were the newlyweds after all! Everyone's eyes will be over us today and I made sure to get ready in the most expensive and sophisticated suit for the function.

  In the mansion, I hurried my way into the bedroom and looked around not able to find Juliette.

  "Oh, my!" I heard a lady when I turned around towards the bathroom.


  "Good evening Sir!" the middle-aged lady whom I recognized as the beautician that Cosmina had appointed for Juliette standing near the door of the bathroom holding her cosmetic bag.

  "Where is Juliette?" I asked the lady and looked behind her towards the bathroom's door thinking she must be inside.


  "She is downstairs, in the kitchen," she said as she held the strap of the cosmetic bag on between her finger.

  "I was just about to leave." she bowed and walked out of the bedroom door.

  I sighed as I got rid of my jacket and went inside the bathroom for a quick shower and to shave. After I was done, I set my hair by combing it into a sleek backward hairstyle and wore my black Emporio Armani tuxedo for the function following with a Cartier Rotonde de Cartier Astrotourbillon watch and black Gordon Rush shoes. After I was done, I applied my favorite Straight to Heaven by Kilian cologne which has a woody and mixes up but most importantly has this rum fragrance. After I was done, I took my wallet and signed some cheques for the charity before putting it inside an envelope and picking up my phone, and walking downstairs.

  I checked the time to find its already fifteen minutes left to seven in the evening. So, speeding up my pace I walked inside the Kitchen to find her drinking water from a glass.

  She was wearing the dress that I heard brought for her. The dress fitted her as I had imagined and she matched it up with a studded beige stiletto. Her hair was left down as I had asked Cosmina to inform the beautician and with a minimal makeup as if her face was sans of any makeup but with thickened eyebrows and eyelashes. I couldn't really see the front part as she was standing with her side facing me.

  But then, she kept the empty glass on the kitchen counter and then everything happened like slow motion for me. She wiped those luscious pink lips and then turned towards me only to catch me off guard that I practically tripped on my own foot and I stumbled before I held the open doorframe to stop myself from making a fool out pf myself before her. Damn!

  The low neckline made me see her cleavage enough and ready to tease me the whole evening and I cursed for even bringing that dress for her because now not only me but many wolves like men will also see what was only meant for me...

  She took my breath away. Her long slender toned legs didn't help.

  I held the back of my neck feeling it sweaty.Funny! I just took a shower and here I am feeling hot. I looked behind me and then back at her cursing under my breath thinking I have dug my own grave. What was I thinking when I chose that dress?

  "Oh, you are here already?" I heard her voice.

  She smiled at me.

  Why do you need to smile at me?

  And then she walked towards me tossing her hair to the side.

  Why do you have to play with your hair before me?

  "And you are ready! So, do I! Let's go?" she asked stopping right before me. My nostrils flaring up to sniff that lavender fragrance of hers which immediately calmed my mood but then realising it I tensed up even further. Oh no!

  "Zachary?" she snapped her fingers before me to snap me out of my thoughts.

  "Let's go?" she asked and then smiled batting her eyes signaling her attire. Perhaps, she wanted to know how she looked in that dress.

  I cleared up my throat and nodded "Yes! Let's go!" I said and turned up my back against her and although I knew that it would only make her feel hurt that I ignored but in truth, I was saving myself. How can I answer and compliment how she looks, when I myself don't know whether it's the dress that compliments her or was it her body who complimented that dress.

  As the chauffeur stood by the car and opened the door for me, I noticed how his eyes looked towards Juliette who was right behind me.

  Perhaps someone had a wish to lose his jobs.

  The chauffeur turned wide eyes with a pink cheek to look at me glaring at him which caught him off-guard. He adjusted his cap and lowered his head. I allowed Juliette to went past me and go inside the car first, before me. She said a quiet and polite 'Thank you' to the chauffeur who smiled in response with his cheeks growing even redder.

  Shoot him right here.

  Shooting daggers his way I went inside and he closed the door and hopped in the driver seat to drive.

  "Zachary you didn't tell me how do I look?" she whispered to me when we drove off to the venue.

  I looked at her when I felt my hands forming into a ball.

  "You look just fine!" and then I looked out of the window.

  "Wear whatever you want" I mocked myself thinking what I told her earlier when I handed over the dress to her in the morning.

  She wore it! Be happy! Why are you sulking now?

  "Oh" I heard her saddened and disappointed voice.

  "Well done Zachary. Well done. Are you sure that award you are expecting is for the businessman of the year? or is that for best jerk of the year?" my inner self mocked me while I looked back at Juliette who sat quietly looking outside of the window. I put my fist in my mouth and hit my thigh hard continuously by the other thinking what I have done.