Chapter 442: The Wedding Night
Olivia felt her heart skip a beat as she heard the sound of the helicopter, getting closer. She remained still as she also heard the sound slowly come to a stop. Safe in the knowledge that she had locked him out, she wondered what he would do when he realized that his ’wife’ was not waiting for his return dutifully.
She couldn’t help but imagine his bewildered expression when he discovered he’d been locked out. Would he be angry or frustrated? Whatever it was, she hoped that he would suffer over having his plans disrupted by her defiance! Let him stew for the night! She would talk to him tomorrow morning. It was a small victory, but one that provided a fleeting sense of empowerment amidst the chaos that had entered her life since this morning.
A flicker of apprehension stirred within her as she wondered if he would do something extreme in the morning. Was locking him out too extreme? She knew he would never physically force her even though he had lost his sanity today and coerced her into the marriage. And yet, she trusted him, foolishly but that seemed to be the theme of her life, lately... Foolishness.
She was overthinking. If he wanted to be a grumpy bear in the morning, then so be it. He’d caught her on the backfoot today. Tomorrow they would be on equal footing.
With a determined tilt of her chin, Olivia pushed aside her doubts and focused on enjoying her brief respite. She closed her eyes, letting the warm water soothe her again. All confrontations could be done tomorrow!
But just as she began to relax once more, the sound of the bathroom door creaking open shattered the quiet. Her eyes snapped open, her heart pounding in her chest as she whipped her head around to see Seb walking in, dressed in a thick white bathrobe.
He was not wearing anything under the robe, was the first piece of information that her brain provided with. See? Foolish! Her brain should have been scanning for escape routes. She watched as he paused and looked around, his eyes pausing at where she’d thrown her clothes on the side. Was he looking at her thong? Dam* it! She should have worn those granny panties in the morning when she’d wanted to come see him.. But those thongs had always made her feel strong so she’d... foolish... There it was again.
But then he did something that had her eyes almost falling out. He started to unbelt his bathrobe!"Wh... What are you doing here?"
Seb’s mouth kicked up, as he raised an eyebrow at her," What does it look like honey? You don’t think I’ll join you in the bath with the robe on."
"Join me?" she squeaked. Dam* it! She meant to roar those words! She cleared her throat and spoke sharply," You will not be joining me in the bath at all!"
He crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at her smugly," You don’t want me to join you? Fine. You are free to leave."