Love That Wasn't Meant to Last novel Chapter 4

Eventually, Selena's ankle recovered. She pinned me down on the chair and began massaging my shoulders. "You've been taking such good care of me lately, Hud. Are you tired?"

I shook my head. "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have gotten injured. I should be apologizing to you instead."

There wasn't much issue with my words, but apologizing over something like this between a married couple sounded strange.

Selena scrunched her brows and flicked my head lightly. "You and I—we don't use the S-word here."

I smiled without a flicker of expression, and she reciprocated, confidently promising me, "I'll cook for you today."

Right when she prepared the ingredients, her phone rang. After glancing at me, she walked to the side and answered the call.

I knew what was happening. The only person who could make her so wary of me was Zion. As expected, she ended the call and approached me with an apologetic smile.

"Hud, I don't think I can cook for you today. Something urgent came up at the company. Once I return, I'll prepare you a feast!" Selena coaxed and hugged me. Then, without hesitation, she turned and left.

I didn't try to stop her this time because I knew I couldn't.

In the kitchen, I cooked a meal using the ingredients left behind. I sat alone at the vast dining table and ate something light. As I prepared to rest, my phone suddenly chimed. It was another text from Zion again.

"Hey, Mr. Davenport. Would you like to see Selena in a wedding dress? I bet she'll look stunning. She'll probably say yes to anything I want. If you'd like to see her too, drop by Villa 101, Melrose District."

I was frozen in my seat upon reading the message. At last, I rose to my feet, started my car, and headed to the address he provided.

I sat in my car as it parked outside the villa, watching Zion put on the headpiece for Selena. She donned a wedding dress and danced in the garden with him.

She was ever-so-stunning. The memories from our youthful years began rushing into my mind.

Our wedding ceremony was a grand one, to say the least. Due to our identities, many guests attended to celebrate the occasion with us. However, none of those came close to the vivid memory of her walking toward me in her wedding dress.

At that moment, it felt like time had frozen, as if Selena and I were the only persons in the world, with the officiant speaking in the background. I still remember what she said in her vows. "I, Selena Norman, will only ever wear a wedding dress for the only man I love, Hudson."

"Selena, do you remember that? You vowed that you'll only wear the wedding dress for me. Have you forgotten it already?"

From afar, I witnessed her tender look as she danced with Zion. That was exactly how she was with me. Just minutes ago, she said she would cook me a feast; the next thing I knew, she was running away to meet another man.

I stood for what felt like an eternity outside the villa that day. It wasn't until the sky drizzled that I snapped back to reality. My heart had long been numb, and my body was cold. I returned to my car in my drenched clothes and slowly fell asleep.

When I groggily opened my eyes, I realized it was already a new day. I turned on my phone and saw a few missed calls from Selena and a text from Zion. The sight of his phone number seriously annoyed me.

"I know you were there, Mr. Davenport. What did you think? Was she a beauty?" He even attached a photo of Selena as if making sure I saw them.