A Naive Bride for the Sophisticated CEO novel Chapter 29

The wedding reception was arranged at the back of the church, in an open field. There was a large white shed to prevent the people and the meal from the sun.

Helen and James got to the venue and saw some people were eating already. She searched the place with her eyes for Charles and saw him having a chat with Freddie. They seemed happy.

“I’ll talk to your father. Find your wife. I’ll talk to you when I’m done.”

She tapped his shoulder and walked up to Charles. James saw Amelia sitting on one of the chairs, she was staring at the meal in front of her hungrily.

James scoffed and walked up to her.

“If you want to eat it, just eat,” He mumbled and sat in front of her.

She smiled faintly and looked up.

“I was waiting for you. I was told that I can’t eat until you are here.”

James raised his brows and chuckled. “So you decided to wait for me? Why?”

“Errmm… So that we can eat together.”

“And if I didn’t wait for the reception, would you have still waited for me?” He asked, and she lowered her head and bounced it slowly.

“I think so.”

James rolled his eyes and let out a soft sigh. He stood up, and she lifted her head and looked at me.

“You are just so dumb. I don’t want to eat with you. Don’t wait for me.”

He turned to leave, but she quickly stood up and grabbed his hand. He turned to look at her hand around his. He seemed pissed.

She had a chat with Freddie before James arrived, and he had told her to do everything she could to bring him closer to herself. He told her not to give up on him and make sure she gained his love.

“Let go of me.”

He snatched his hand away from her, and she gulped hard and smiled again.

“Where are you going?” She asked.

“Why do you want to know? It’s none of your business,” He responded and proceeded to leave.

“We should dance later!”

James abruptly stopped when he heard her statement. He arched his brows and turned back. He stared at her and moved closer to her.

At this point, Amelia could hear her heart beating very fast. ‘I think I’ve crossed the line. Amelia, you are going too fast!’

“What did you just say?” He muttered coldly and shivers ran down Amelia’s spine.

“I said we should dance later. After eating, we would be asked to dance. So, I was thinking…”

“Snap out, Amelia. Erase whatever you are thinking in that head of yours, okay?! I am not dancing with you. Know your limit. You are nothing but my secretary to me. Don’t think too much about all these. I don’t love you, and I never will.”

Amelia’s throat tightened painfully as she watched him strut away. She felt so stupid for thinking she could make him fall in love with her like her uncle had told her.

‘Amelia, stop dreaming. He will never love you.’

She lowered her head in grief and walked back to where she previously sat. She stared at the food for a few seconds and dug in afterwards.

‘I need food to console myself.’

Helen and Charles began to take a stroll around the vast church premises. She had told Freddie they had something important to talk about, and so he excused them.

“What is the important thing you want to talk to me about?” Charles asked.

“It’s about us,” She responded and looked at him.

“And what about us?”

She stood walking, and Charles was prompted to stop too. He looked at her and saw she was finding it hard to talk.

“What is it, Helen?”

“The thing is I want you back, Charles.”

She moved closer to him, and he took a step backward, making her halt.

“I don’t understand. You want me back? Helen, it’s been years…”

“I know, Charles. But believe me, I had my reasons for living. If I didn’t leave, you would have been killed, Charles.”

“What are you talking about?” He knitted his brows in confusion.

“Eighteen years ago, my father threatened you and our son. We ran away from him to get married, but he still came back to hunt us after James turned ten. He has always wanted me to marry Tristan because of his riches. I loved you so much and refused to listen, not until ten years into our marriage, he threatened to kill you and James. He had the support of Tristan and his parents too.”

Charles’ eyes reddened as he listened to Helen. He was trying so hard to control his emotions, but his eyes were beginning to fail him.

“Why didn’t you tell me he threatened you?”

“I couldn’t. You would have insisted that we fought for our love if I did! I know how my father and Tristan can be. I had to leave.”

Tears streamed out of Helen’s eyes as she spoke.

“Why are you just telling me this?”

“I didn’t want to tell you then because it wouldn’t change anything. Now, Tristan is dead. I can finally be with you, Charles.”

“He is dead? How did it happen?”