Chapter 4

I must say it worked the church. I bit my lip to hold back the tears. There was an awkward silence in the church and I felt that everyone was looking at me. "Okay, that was easy." I thought it would be hard for you to tell him the truth. Tristan said behind me. I turned to look at him and in that moment I wished that God had a wish upon me. I wanted Tristan to die. Immediate. I clenched my fists hoping he could feel the anger emanating from my body. My blood boils. What did this person do? Why me? Don't hit it, Chloe, don't break it Don't stick your nose in Chloe, on your shoulder Chloe, calm down and make everyone think you're lying. 'Why are you doing this? What did I do to you?' "We need to calm our child down. Being upset is not good for him." she said in a worried tone. Her blue eyes looked at me as if she loved me. "What?! I'm still a virgin Tristan!!!" I screamed. "Honey, now I can understand your fear that everyone will know about us." He said he wanted to touch me but I pulled back and gave him a death glare. God, he was a good actor, so why did he waste his talent? "Who would have thought that my best friend's innocent little sister could be so evil?" Sophia noticed and I turned to look at her and immediately wished it wasn't me. "Sophie Me" "So you avoided me every time I came?! You slept with my boyfriend?" Eh, disgusting... I know she's hot, but she's a psychopath and a disgusting liar! "Not!" Too bad someone has to believe this is all a lie. "I had homework and projects at school and mine" 'Apologise, you already know the truth so don't deny it. How did this happen? Bad?" I'm speechless. Why did everyone believe him? "I'm sorry Sophie, I wish I'd said it sooner." Tristan spoke in a tone that could convince anyone that it was all true and true. I wanted to have a tone that would convince everyone that it was all a lie. "You ruined my life, Tristy." sad? I tried not to laugh despite my situation. It was like giving someone candy. "You insulted me and my family in front of 600 people." - She said crying. "Sorry". "I hope you miscarry and die along the way." He beat me and left the church. It was so hard and I hope you tripped over your heels and fell face down so no one recognized you. I wanted to scream after him, but I resisted. His parents got up and walked towards us and his mother cried. I felt guilty because I thought it was my fault. "Lady Nova..." I closed my mouth as my husband stared at me coldly. They quietly left the church. It must have been real, not wedding drama, but I hoped it was a dream or delusion. "Are you happy now?" I looked at Tristan with a tearful but ugly expression on my face. "Yes, I'm happy to tell everyone the truth. Now we can be together." He said with a short smile that accentuated his stupid blue eyes. "Really? You know it's all lies!" "Honey, we can't hide." - He spoke softly and put his hand on my shoulder. Even wearing 5 inch heels, he felt small. "My son." He looked straight into my eyes and said. I have to admit he was a professional and the way he talked it was as if he knew me. It destroyed my meaning of "chicken". "I love you and we will raise our children together." He smiled softly, not making eye contact. Men with eggs who haven't touched me yet have never seen sperm. "What's that to you, huh?" I asked, pushing his hand away. I knew everyone was watching us and it was like playing a romantic scene on stage, but it was real. "Is this a joke?!" Something flickered in his eyes and I started to annoy him. She has to somehow prove to everyone that she's lying, and if she hurts him like that, she can reveal the truth. "babe..." - Do not kiss me! - I know you're angry... - Oh, I've been angry for a long time. "Aren't you tired of hiding Chloe?" His acting status has returned, truth. "I'm hiding because of the age difference. Because of what people say about us. Well, I'm bored. I shook my head in surprise. it was good I never dreamed I would meet the award winning LIE. "I canceled the wedding for us, for you, for the child. I know you're afraid of what people say. But I will always be by your side. He spoke as if he was swearing. I was amazed by the choir of the congregation. "Wow." Guys, now is not the time to fall for her charm!!! Tristan smiled and came closer. He grabbed my hands and I tried to pull them away but he held them tightly. "We'll get through this, Chloe, I promise." But it was all acting, so why was that? If I hadn't planned to get married, I would have called off the wedding, but there was no need for drama. I turned to see everyone in the church and they all looked at me like they wanted it to be true. Some laughed and others looked at me with disgust. When my eyes met my sister's, I noticed her hand clenched into a fist at her side. I closed my eyes and felt that I had found a savior. I knew my true savior was in the church, but my sister was able to prove me wrong. He knew me all my life and we shared all our secrets with each other. He knew it was all a lie. He started walking towards us in a pair of white T-strap Louboutin pumps that clattered to the marble floor and I smiled. At least I had someone to save me no matter what Tristan did. As he got closer I avoided him and he didn't laugh. I think it's because of Tristan. kick his sister! Don't play with your sister. I laughed harder when he stopped in front of me, but I had no idea what happened next. Ciara hit me and the clap echoed through the church. I was shocked to hear people gasping. He beat me after 5 years. I touched where he hit me and looked into his eyes. He did not seem to repent. Tristan came forward and hid me from my sister. "I mean, if you touch me one more time, I'll attack you." blame He was angry, but I knew better. I looked at his broad back as his tall stature shielded me from his aunt's wrath. Tears were streaming down my left cheek and there was no need to try right now. My sister believed everything and I shared everything with her. "Far from this Tristan, this... Between me and my sister. He was very angry. 'She is my girlfriend and I will not allow you to hit her again. I swear I'll sue you if I see marks on his face. Gotta applaud this guy. I had to face it. Hiding it only convinces someone that everything is true. I wiped the tears from my left eye and walked forward. "babe..." - Get your hands dirty! I screamed and pulled my hand out. I raised my head and met my aunt's burning gaze. "Do you know what you did?" "Sia, I don't know what you mean." "Stop the lie!" "Do you even think he's telling the truth?" Do you really think I'm pregnant? "Clean." "You've known me since I was little. We all shared it. We live in the same house, are you okay?!" Then I couldn't hold back my tears. — Yes, I don't know and maybe I don't act like a saint. she said tearfully. Siara, everything is lies! Don't you see it? Has he mastered everyone? "Stop it now, aren't you ashamed?" She's older than you and to make matters worse, she's my best friend's fiancee. "Don't shower and talk like that." Tristan corrected and walked forward. - Please, can't you say anything? I said looking at his face. "You can't watch him talk to you like that here." He said anxiety, fake anxiety. "Who do you think mom and dad are?" I say?" "I will explain everything. At least they believe in me." I told him to finish. it seems hard "You're a bum." - He left angrily. Could you have pierced your fingernails in the palm of your hand? "Are you ok?" Tristan asked, leaning against my right ear. I clenched my fists and turned and slapped him in the nose. "Not. you." I said gritting my teeth. He touched his nose and looked at me unexpectedly. "Hello everyone, please be careful. Sorry. I'm sorry to witness all this. I'm really sorry. Please forgive us for wasting our precious time.'' I turned to see who was speaking and saw his mother standing behind the podium by the altar. "You're welcome back home. Thanks for coming." People started to stand up. Leave the church. But not until they see us. Some went to talk to their mother, others smiled at us as we left. "It is a lie!!! I swear on the graves of my ancestors, I am not pregnant. if there is a gynecologist here "Please stop. We've done enough and we don't need to hide anymore. Now we can be happy." He grabbed my face and cut it. "Oh, when are you going to quit?" I pushed his hand away. "Did you escape from a mad house?" Now all you need is a doctor. I saw the fear in his eyes, but it was gone in the blink of an eye. He smiled and tried to say something, but a voice cut him off. "I'm 13 years older than my wife. Don't be shy. There are no limits to love." An old couple from the Church told us about it. "What you did was very romantic, Tristan." A woman with a French accent spoke and I wondered why she wasn't chosen. He looked handsome and I was sure he wanted me. Two girls my age smiled and walked towards us. "I expected you to take her hand and run from the church." He said with a smile on the red hair. It was all I needed to pull her hair and not say it wasn't fun. - It was very good, Tristan. Another girl went blonde, gray and I should have known she had fans who believed her words. She thanked them with a magical smile. - Everything for him. he added slowly. And I could feel him looking at me and I couldn't hit him hard enough. "You're so lucky, Chloe." I opened my eyes at his words. He didn't need to explain to these empty heads staring at him. - Don't be mad at him. I ignored them and looked up. I ignored the rest of the people leaving the church and I was upset and wanted the church to be empty before I took it out. Soon the church was empty. I turned to Tristan who looked relaxed and he smiled at me. Her dirty blonde hair contrasted with the blue eyes staring back at me. I opened my mouth to say something, but I heard my mother's voice. "Tristan". He called and spoke very calmly, but with a bit of anger. I turned to look at him and he walked towards us with the girl he had seen earlier following the older woman. I guessed it might be her grandmother. Wearing a white and gold dress and wearing a long coat, the mother's golden buttons were very eye-catching. he definitely is his blue eyes. Tristan came over, wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my cheek. I was sure this would be considered sexual harassment. The charges we brought against him sentence him to 10 years in prison without bail. I twisted and tried to get out of his grasp, but he grabbed my waist. "calm." he whispered - No! Tell your family the truth. - I said out loud. I stopped a meter away from us, wondering what her mother would say to me. "Mom, I'm sorry." "Well, do you know what you did?" "Oh, don't be like Juliet, just follow your heart." - said the grandmother smiling. "Mother". His mother looked at her grandmother and groaned. "What the? I knew from the start she didn't like that spoiled brat. "Mom, that's rude and we're at church." Grandma waved her hand involuntarily, and the girl next to her smiled. "Isn't she a pretty grandmother?" Tristan looked me in the face and asked. I don't know why I was relieved that I didn't have pimples on my face. - It's a god, I knew you had good taste. He whispered the last part and laughed. God, I've changed my mind Sophia stole my lipstick as an excuse to borrow money so much." - Nora, shut up, the adults are talking. His mother looked at him. "And don't say that outside." He added. 'But you said on my birthday that I was an adult. "I wanted you to stop acting like a five-year-old." "How long have you been pregnant?" I was thirsty when grandma asked. "I am not pregnant..." "Eight weeks." Tristan answered loudly. 'Your stomach is still flat as a table. He said looking into my stomach. "I'm not pregnant, I just… Take me to the doctor and we can solve this problem for good." But they didn't believe me. "It's okay baby, we support your love. Don't be afraid." - Grandma said, taking my hand slowly and holding it tightly. He opened his mouth to defend himself, but Tristan stopped speaking. "So I love my body, she's so healthy and grandma, she doesn't look like she does now." I froze when he put his hands on my stomach and his chin on my head. Whatever he does, he overdoes it. He shouldn't have touched me, he had no right. "Ah." Grandma smiled and nodded. "Can you focus on the problem?" said Mrs. Sanchester with a weary look. - Daughter-in-law, take grandma in the car. 'Take care of yourself and yourself. Dear and Tristan, bring please His home is always. "sure." There was a long silence after they left and I tried to get out of his arms but he wouldn't let go. Her mother thought with her heels on the ground.