Obsession With My Forced Wife

Chapter 4

"I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it — to be fed so much love I couldn’t take any more. Just once. ”


– Haruki Murakami

Lance’s POV

The next morning, as soon as I went downstairs, I was greeted warmly by my grandma.

"This is the breakfast I personally made for you. Knowing that you don't like milk in your coffee, I made a unique cup of coffee for you."

"Thank you, dear grandma."

"As long as I think that in the future you will have a beautiful bride making breakfast for you, I am very happy."

The woman Evelyn McLean made breakfast for me? I would never eat it.

"By the way, there is a banquet tonight, you have to go to it."

"Please grandma, you know, I hate those hypocritical social parties in the upper class."

"Of course I know that. But this banquet is different. Your bride will also attend. She has come to New York from London."

Evelyn McLean？

"What a romantic picture. The engaged prince and the princess meet at the banquet. The prince is handsome and the princess wears a skirt studded with diamonds. The prince invites the princess to dance like a gentleman. In the faint fragrance of wine and dreamy lights, the two were drowning in each other’s eyes. Oh, this is the story about my grandson Lance and his bride Evelyn!"

Oh, my head is about to hurt. When would my grandma stop this kind of unusual thinking?

Drowning in each other’s eyes? This would NEVER happen.

"I have asked your good friend Mikael to go with you. You can't sneak away at the banquet."

Mikael? Although that guy is my best friend, he is also a playboy. He was like a bee among the women, and after kissing one flower, he switched to the next. I bet he will be able to get the phone numbers of all the girls, and with him, it is impossible for me to slip away in advance.

"Well, I surrender, grandma."

The banquet

In the grand and splendid hall, there are blue delicate grand palace lanterns hanging, and the slightly trembling tassels on the lights match the shimmering floor and the low-hanging blue velvet curtains. Once here, it gives people a kind of feeling of trance.

I am very tired of this kind of party, thinking it is just an opportunity for rich men and women to flirt with each other. When the jazz music sounded slowly and differently, a group of dressed-up young women, in the dim and gentle light, began to choose their prey.

But my good friend Mikael likes this kind of party obviously. He drank his whiskey and said, "Women are both simple and complicated. But if you are gentle with them, they will show you amorous feelings. Please, don't live like medieval people. Not all girls are gold digger. You may find a lovely woman if you look for it with your heart."

A lovely woman? Will there be lovely women in this place?

Mikael suddenly approached me and said in a mysterious tone: "I heard that your bride is here today. Are you curious about who she is?"

"No, I'm not curious at all."

"Please, don't be so boring. Let me take a guess. Is that woman in pink evening dress your Evelyn?"

I followed the direction of Mikael's gaze. Frowning, I had a hunch that she wasn‘t Evelyn.

The woman noticed that we were looking at her, drank the wine in her hand, walked to us like a minx, and clung to Mikael's neck with her hands: "I am Bernice, your eyes just made me feel naked. You turned me on with your eyes."

Just another gold digger. The strong perfume on this woman bores me. I got up and went to the balcony, wanting to breathe some fresh air.

On the balcony, the cool evening breeze blew on my face. I started to think about my marriage to Evelyn McLean. To be honest, nothing so dramatic has been in my life before. I always like the feeling of taking charge of everything, and I enjoy obedience from others. Unexpectedly, I agreed to this incredible marriage this time. I think I must be crazy.

Marriage is also a dispensable thing for me. I hope that Evelyn can understand her role and status. If she is obedient enough, I will make her suffer less.

Evelyn’s POV

This banquet just left me breathless. If it weren't for my uncle's request, I don't think I would come to such a boring party. Uncle told me that my husband Lance Cameron will also appear today. Oh my god, only the god knows how worried I was to meet him.

For him, I was a wife sent by a disgusting family, who he had never met. I think he must also be disgusted with this marriage, at least he would not like a woman named McLean. Although I have my best friend Genevieve with me today, I still feel very worried.

If I see Lance, what should I say? Maybe he doesn't want to talk to me at all.

But Genevieve was very excited, she kept guessing who was Lance in this banquet.

"Evelyn, do you think the person over there is Lance, a man in a dark blue Armani dress?"

Oh my goodness, I really don't want to guess which arrogant billionaire is my husband. This game is not fun at all.

After drinking the wine in my hand, I fled to the balcony to take a breath of fresh air.

Suddenly, I saw a figure of a man on the balcony. My heart was captured at the first sight. This man has an attractive appearance and temperament, which is obviously different from the men at the banquet. His tall and straight body is perfect enough, and the dim light on the balcony adds a sense of mystery to his handsome face. At that moment, I was thinking, if Apollo came to the world, it would be just like this.

The man seemed to notice me, and he turned to look at me. I smiled at him, sorry for my intrusion. He frowned, turned his head back, and returned to his previous posture.

Lance’s POV

While I was enjoying my quiet time on the balcony, a woman came in. In fact, from the moment she entered the balcony, I noticed her, but I pretended not, because I didn't want to know who she was. This woman has been staring at me since she entered the balcony, so I turned my head to express my dissatisfaction to her. But I didn't expect that she would smile at me.

I have already used to all kinds of smiles, business smiles, hypocritical smiles, seduce smiles, but I have never seen such a pure and warm smile, like an angel. I didn't, however, indulge in her smile, I turned my head and allowed her to stay on this balcony with me.

“Lance, where are you? Come out and find your bride with me. You can't escape this fun game."

Damn it, why is this guy Mikael so keen on this damn "looking for a bride" game?

I don't want him to discover me.

But Mikael's voice was getting closer and closer, damn it, he came to the balcony.

In order to avoid Mikael, I turned and hugged the woman and hid with her behind the huge velvet blue curtain of the balcony.

"Shhh." I gently covered her mouth, motioning her not to make a sound. The girl looked at me in horror with her big eyes, nodded, and then stayed quietly in my arms.

Very good, I like quiet women.

"Lance, are you there?"

"Is Lance upstairs?"

Thank God, Mikael is gone. I was relieved and realized that I was still holding a strange woman. This is something that never happened in my previous life, and I have been crazy recently.

I felt this woman's chest tightly against mine, it was a wonderful and soft feeling.

It turns out that this woman has such a good figure.

"Evelyn, where are you?"

There was another woman's voice outside the balcony. Why did someone come to the balcony again? It's really annoying.

At the moment, I hate anyone who comes to the balcony to bother us.

"My friend has come to me, and I am going back." The woman in my arms said softly and left my embrace.

The warmth of her breasts stayed on me.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone where you are. Please enjoy your time. It's nice to meet you. Goodbye."

When the woman finished speaking, her face blushed slightly. She turned and left the balcony.

"Evelyn, it turns out you were here, I thought you left early."

The woman's voice came outside the balcony again.

Wait!

What does her friend call her?

Evelyn? Is she Evelyn McLean? My bride?