Chapter 5: Be Mine Legally

Brianna sat down and picked up the fork reluctantly. Scott seemed to be completely unconcerned and went on eating gracefully, but he finished his breakfast within just a few minutes and made a phone call. He put the speaker on. "Have all the doctors and specialists arrived?" He asked. "Yes, they have. Brianna Warren's mother has been transferred to the Anderson's Private Medical Center. The surgery is about to start." "Good," Scott said briefly and hung up. Brianna was now feeling much relieved. She watched Scott for a short while. There was a mixed feeling in her. When she finished half of her breakfast, she stood up, ready to leave for the hospital, but Scott said rather sternly, "Finish it. I've asked them to prepare the right portion. It isn't much at all." "Ok." Brianna sat down and went on dining. He had arranged for a driver to take Brianna to Anderson's Private Medical Center. Mom will be ok. Everything will be ok. Mom will be ok. Brianna keeps telling herself, praying. Just as she got to the lift, someone walked past her and bumped onto her shoulder deliberately. She stumbled a bit and almost fell over. "Brianna Warren, this is not a place for someone like you. This is Anderson's, only for the rich and noble." Zara Berry looked Brianna up and down with disdain and mocks at her. "I guess I'm one of the rich and noble then." Brianna retorted coldly. Zara sneered and said, "I bet you were begging everywhere last night. I see. You must have slept with some rich old man, and he's paid you generously. Ha-ha. Don't you feel ashamed at all?" On hearing so, a few people who were also awaiting the lift looked at Brianna with contempt and moved a few steps away. An expensively-dressed plump woman commented, "What is it with the young girls nowadays? They have no sense of shame at all, selling their body and self-respect for money! Aren't they worried about getting aids?" Brianna clenched her fists and retorted, "Zara Berry, you seduced my fiancé and forced him to abandon his mother-in-law-to-be, who's seriously ill. You should be the one feeling ashamed. However, I'm actually rather grateful to you as I've discovered that he's a real asshole anyway. By the way, Good luck." Brianna said and walked into the lift with her chest up. Now the others looked at Zara with contempt, and she wished she could give Brianna a slap on her face. The surgery had started. Brianna waited outside the operating room anxiously, pacing up and down, praying silently. When the door finally opened, the doctor came out. Brianna asked anxiously, "How did it go?" "It went perfectly well. Your mother will be sent to the ICU room for close observation and then transferred to the VIP room." The doctor said with confidence. Brianna heaved a sigh of relief. About three days later, Brianna's mother was transferred to the VIP room, and she was recovering well. "Mom, the doctor said you are recovering well, and soon you can go home." Sitting by the bed, Brianna said to her mother gently. "Brianna, did Liam pay for the operation? Did he?" Brianna's mother, Sue Loren, asked. A bit taken aback by the question, Brianna hesitated. She didn't want to tell her mother the truth, at least not yet. "Yes. It was very urgent." Brianna said briefly. "Has he been very busy? I mean, he hasn't even come to visit at all." Sue asked and observed Brianna closely. She found it difficult to believe that Liam had actually paid for the operation. Her trust for Liam and his family had slowly vanished in the past few years. She had felt how differently they treated her and Brianna after her husband passed away. She had tried to imply it to Brianna, but Brianna refused to believe her and so she gave up the thought and told herself that she was just overthinking. "Mom, Liam has been very busy. He has asked me about you. He will come to visit as soon as he can." Brianna said carefully. "I see. You should help him with work then. I'm fine here. There are three nurses looking after me anyway. Don't worry about me." "I'm about to go to the company in a bit. I will come and see you later after work, ok?" Brianna lied. She gave her mother a kiss on her forehead and said goodbye, thinking Scott would get angry if she didn't contact him soon. She had to plead with him for so long to finally get him to agree that she could stay with her mother for three days, and today, she had to return to him. As soon as she walked out of the hospital, her phone rang, and it was Scott Anderson. "Hello?" "Go to the Marriage Registration Center now. I will be there in 15 minutes." Scott said clearly. Brianna was shocked. "Marriage..." she repeated. "Why?!" "To register." Brianna shook her head in confusion. "What?!" "I've kept my promise, and now you should complete your duty and be mine legally," Scott replied matter-of-factly. "Am I not just a toy to you? Why make it so complicated?" Brianna couldn't help muttering. "To put a tag on you, stating that you are mine. Just for fun." Scott replied coldly. "Are you sure, Mr. Scott Anderson?" Brianna asked again. "When I'm tired of it, I will divorce you. It's completely up to me. Brianna Warren, all you do is obey unconditionally." Scott said casually. The girl I love is gone anyway. It doesn't matter who I marry anymore. When I'm tired of her, I will just pay her to leave. Grandpa will stop asking me about marriage once I tell him I'm married. Brianna was speechless. Without further explanation, Scott walked into the Registration Center, and Brianna didn't have a choice but to follow behind. Scott noticed and said, "What? You should be grateful that I'm marrying you." Brianna put on an apologetic look and said, "Right. I am grateful, Mr. Scott Anderson! Very grateful. I'm sure millions of women dream of being Mrs. Anderson, but who would have guessed that you've chosen..." "Good." Scott cut her short. "Don't fall in love with me. I'm only getting married for my grandpa's sake." Brianna opened her eyes wide open in shock, then smiled a reluctant smile and said, "I see." After they went through the procedure, the host suggested they take a photo together. Brianna stood next to Scott, thinking how surreal and pathetic this was. I've been hoping to marry the man I love, but who am I marrying now? The arrogant and demanding Scott Anderson. What's my life going to be like? She was staring at Scott without realizing it till the photographer reminded her, "Mrs. Anderson, I'm sure you adore your husband very much, but would you please take a look at the camera?" Mrs. Anderson? Adore him?! Brianna glanced at the photographer speechlessly. I simply find it unbelievable that I'm marrying this guy! On hearing so, Scott chuckled, and intentionally, he put his arm around Brianna's waist and said, "Of course, she adores me."