Married To My Sister's Husband novel Chapter 6

The ride home from the courthouse was rather silent, so silent it was deafening and nauseating.

Livy couldn't help but feel like a traitor, especially since Markian agreed to drop her off at the Luthel mansion.

She stared at her ring so hard as though at moment it might disappear, or she would wake up from one of her love-dreams.

'So, is this how it feels like to be married? Why isn't he saying anything? He looked so furious at the courthouse, but he didn't say a word to me then either. And now, he is still so quiet. Why can't I read any emotion on his face? It would be better if he shows he's angry, so I can at least prepare for the worse. Why is his facial expression so vacant?' Livy questioned, driving herself insane as the silence in the car grew even more.

Her unanswered questions about her husband's unreadable mood were clouding her already throbbing head.

Markian still looked dashing in his one piece twilight fog suit.

He just sat there in the car motionless, looking out the window of the limo and staring into space as the car moved.

His arm is placed on the armrest of the car door making his gold wedding band visible.

His thick brows were not frowned, neither was his forehead wrinkled. He was perfectly relaxed and looked more handsome and hot every passing second.

'What is wrong with me? If he catches me staring at him, he might finally flip and create a scene. But, how can one person look so handsome, drop-dead gorgeous, sexy, hot and ruthless at the same time? I could kill to know what's going on in his mind, and why he's so quiet?' Livy continued her self torture as she tried her hardest to read her husband's mind all while getting distracted by his gorgeousness.

"You don't have to drive me home, you can stop anywhere around here. I'll call my driver to come pick me up," she suddenly spoke, and immediately regretted saying anything.

He didn't act as though someone just spoke, let alone react as though he heard what she just said.

He totally ignored her making her feel more invisible than she already was.

She wanted to repeat herself, but she had no more courage left in her.

OK, at least now she knows she is getting the silent treatment from him, which means that he must be very angry at her.

'Great! just great' she thought.

How would she ever get to know anything about her sister's death if her husband is giving her the silent treatment?

"I have to make sure you arrived at the Luthel mansion safe and sound" Markian replied.

'Did he just reply or am I imagining things? I don't understand...does that mean he heard me? Does this mean he is not upset with me? Why talk to me after everything I did? If he'd decided to give me the silent treatment, that would have been understandable. But him being all cool about all this is making me nervous and more confused, its unbearable. What is going on in that mind of yours, Markian!'

Livy wanted to ask, while unconsciously staring at him.

But the questions she had were nothing compared to how uneasy she suddenly felt when she realized he was also staring her down loathly, downgrading and downsizing her as his eye moved from her face, down to her neck, to her chest, then to her thighs and back to the void he was previously staring at, that seemed to interest him more than his beautiful bride.

Livy is a gorgeous beautiful young lady.

But unlike her sister, Sophia -who was slender and taller than Livy with a body most runway models would die for- Livy was rather moderately thick in all the right areas and petite.

If put close to Markian, she would look very fine as Markian was much taller than she was.

Her head is bearly up to his shoulders -and since she keeps losing appetite for food in the last few weeks, she had grown relatively thin- making him look more intimidating than he actually was.

The Winfrey's family tradition after a wedding was that, the bride would be allowed to return to her parents house with her mother and get her things.

The bride's mother is to bring her daughter to the groom's home for the welcoming/reception before 8pm.

Judy had already left for the office after the marriage -some international clients requested a meeting with her so she was indisposed.

Mr Winfrey had asked Markian to take Livy home so she could get her things ready and rest a little before she is brought to the Winfrey's mansion.

After the registration of marriage was done, Livy was expecting a backlash from Markian but, she got nothing.

No sign of anger, no rage either, he was unbelievable calm and cool about everything.

They both exchanged hugs with family members present as though everything was normal, and that terrifies her.

Luthel mansion

They both finally arrived at the Luthel mansion and Livy got out of the car without hesitation.

She knew better than to speak or try to make any comment, so without a word from either of them, she hurriedly walked into the building and closed the door behind her as the car drove off.

She didn't respond to any greetings from the maids and just walked straight to her room.

As soon as she step into her bedroom, she slammed the door behind her and slumped on the floor.

What is this feeling? She feels as though she had done something terrible. Was her decision to marry Markian hasty?

No. She knew better. The reason she married Markian today wasn't because of what her mother had told her, it wasn't even for Markian's sake alone.

Deep down, she wanted to marry Markian because she had loved him for a while now.

All she needed was a little push, an order to go ahead, and that was what her mother did.

This was the reason she now feels terrible. She was selfish in her decision, and now she has no idea what to expect from her new life.

She had betrayed Markian, and that is far worse punishment than he deserves.

"You really should start acting classy, Livy. You are now the wife of Markian Winfrey -CEO of Castlehill- you can't keep breaking down like this all the time," Sophy told Livy.

"Sophy...you are..." Livy started, but realised that her sister was no more and this was just one of her guilt-dreams.

Scoffs... "of course, you should know, you were married to him after all," Livy replied sarcastically.

"Haha funny...you, my sister are now a married woman. Markian's wife at that and if he is good at anything, it's how well to take care of his woman" Sophy responded.

"does he?" Livy questioned, but mostly to herself. Because, she has a sinking feeling that, that won't be her case.

Markian's office looked really trashed, it seems he had really vented his anger and frustration out on the poor documents, laptop and telephone placed on his glass office table.

His hands are securely placed in his pocket as he looked out of his office glass window to the nosy city of Minneapolis, thinking of how stupid he had been to have made such a grave mistake by trusting Livy.

The Welcoming/reception must have started at the Winfrey mansion but, that was the last place he wants to be.

So as he dropped off Livy, he headed straight to Castlehill, and that way, he could make it home on time when called upon.

'that wench and her mother really pulled a fast one on me, and I was too blind to see the signs. Why did I ever think that she would leave town, when this whole marriage idea was cooked up by she and her mother after all. Yes... She is not as innocent as she looks, that's just what she uses to deceive men, and like a fool I fell for it too. I hate her so much...and I'll make her regret making a fool out of me, both she and her mother. I swear on Sophy's grave' he thought to himself.

He can't help but think of what a twisted sick joke his life is turning out to be.

He turned back to his office as he examined the wreck he had made. Grabbing his suit -which he had tossed in a fit of rage- off the table, it dragged something that fell to the ground and shattered.

He looked down to see a small framed photo of Sophy he kept on his table.

Picking it up, he shook the debris of glass off the surface, then placed it back on the table while putting a call through to his secretary to send someone to tidy his office.

It was already 6:47pm and Markian still didn't want to go home, but he had no other choice.

Winfrey Mansion

At the Winfrey mansion, Markian was careful to avoid everyone and away in the green house.

Unfortunately for him, he had just 30 minutes left to himself before he is been requested for.

Whatever he says or does would reflect on his family's reputation and honor, so he had to be careful of his actions this evening.

His game face has to be on for tonight, and he must act without sentiments for the crowd.

"Please...just listen to me. I was only following orders, you should know how Markian can get when he wants something done" Daniel tried to make Heather understand his helplessness, while Markian moved to the darkest part of the greenhouse to avoid being seen.

"I really don't want to talk to you. Unlike some people, I'm busy trying to make sure everything is ok for Olivia's arrival. I'm not trying to kidnap her or stop her from attending her own welcoming." Heather stated pettily.