Married To My Ex-Boyfriend

Chapter 4

He smirked at me arrogantly, "even I didn't marry you because I'm still crazy about you or anything" I won't lie but his words hurt, "I just married you because of your family name"

"What?" I asked in shock

"Yeah" he shrugged, "my father is MLA now. He has everything-money, popularity in the crowd, influence etc. All he needs is a connection with a good family. Your father is the perfect person. He is a good man and your family has a good prestige. A relationship into your family will favour him in becoming a minister" he shrugged

"How does that benefit you?" I asked

"I am starting my own business. I don't need any money from my family. But I need the support of a politician and a social figure. This will be my dad and your dad. Perfect reason to marry you. It’s pure business" he said in an emotionless tone.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

“I should have guessed that you would be stupid and marry any tom d**k and harry randomly" he spat in a sarcastic way.

"It’s all in my stars," I said through gritted teeth.

After a couple of staring competition, I withdrew towards the bed. There was no sense in engaging myself in a bickering competition.

The house we were in was a modest two bedroom house with a decent kitchen and a spacious living room. We were currently in the master bedroom that had an attached master bathroom, a balcony and a double cot bed. There was no other furniture in the entire house.

I silently walked towards the suitcase and opened to get some comfortable clothes to sleep in and a towel. I needed a shower first.

The steam shower relaxed my lot and the decor of the bathroom just improved my mood. It had a couple of sinks and a huge bathtub with a translucent sliding door.

"We are going to live in this house from now on" his voice reached me from the balcony. I walked towards him while drying my hair with the towel.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I bought this house for us",

"Us?" I raised an eyebrow

"Yes," he said crossing his arms. He too changed into a tee shirt that hugged his muscles like a second skin and a pair of track pants. "It is near to my office and I like it the way it is. So you better get adjusted quickly".

"I want this bedroom," I said quickly, and before he could open his mouth and say something, "you take the other room. I need the attached bathroom. Women's requirements, you see" I shrugged.

His expression morphed into that annoyed one which he wore whenever he was going to give in to my demands. I smiled a triumphant smile.

"Fine" he snapped and walked out of the room slamming the door shut on his way out.

I slumped down on the ground once everything came crashing down on me.

I am married. That too to a man who has vowed that he would hate me forever with all his heart? Not that I was expecting roses and hearts from this wedding but..... Shiva, I sighed. How will I live with him under the same roof when I'm still not over him? After all, he was the love of my life.