Chapter 5

Third Person's POV

The wedding had ended, and everyone was satisfied, especially John. He would not have noticed anything if Celina and Jefferson had just acted. He was busy with the guests at the reception, occupied by nonstop greetings and best wishes for the newlyweds and an overwhelming number of gifts from everyone who had all left the ceremony happily, except Noris.

The newlyweds were getting ready to rest in the mansion when one of the maids knocked on their door. Celina was looking at them when Jefferson opened the door for her.

"Sir, Sir Noris is outside. He was drunk and was breaking everything. He was calling you out. The maid informed him. He looked at Celina, who was waiting for him to say anything.

"I'll be back; stay here," Jefferson told Celina, who nodded. She was curious why Noris was making a scene. She knew Noris, and he was shocked when she learned they were brothers. Noris was her friend, and he had not told her anything about his family. She would not have known he was wealthy if she had not married Jefferson.

Meanwhile, John was almost at the mansion. He was worried that Noris might do something stupid. Before Noris visited Jefferson, he called John first, informing him that he liked Celina. Noris blamed him for not telling him that John wanted him to marry Celina.

"What's all this, Noris?" Jefferson asked, neglecting the fact that Noris was his big brother.

"Why did you have to marry her? I thought you loved Wendy? Why did you have to marry Celina?" Noris asked instead of answering.

"What do you mean? Did you know Celina? Did you know my wife?" Jefferson asked Noris.

Before his brother could answer, John interrupted him, "Noris, what do you think you're doing?" he asked.

"Dad, why didn't you tell me that Celina was the woman you wanted me to marry? I would not have refused if I had found out that it was her. I would have said yes." Noris said, crying.

For the moment, Jefferson was speechless. He thought his dad had offered him the marriage first. It turns out that Noris was the first one to receive the offer, but he refused. For what? Jefferson looked at John, asking for answers.

"I offered the marriage to Noris first, but he refused because he already loved someone, and it turned out to be Celina," His Dad answered.

"You didn't tell me that it was her. She was the only one that I wanted. I was working harder to offer her something I did myself." Noris told John, crying.

"I never told your younger brother either. I offered it to you first, so you wouldn't think I was unfair." Jefferson looked at his dad and Noris, whom he saw for the first time in a very vulnerable state.

"Come on, Noris. Let's leave your younger brother and sister-in-law alone," John told Noris while pulling him up because he was kneeling on the floor. Jefferson watched them until they got into the car and left.

He stayed at the mansion's front door, thinking about Noris. 'He refused the company because of the woman he loved, who happened to be my wife.' He thought.

If he had not refused or been greedy, he could have got the company and the woman he loved all at once.' Jefferson murmured as he got inside the mansion. When he reached the stairs, he stopped and looked up. He still couldn't believe what he had found out.

Jefferson found Celina's luggage still on the floor when he returned to their room. He looked at it and then at Celina, who was getting something in her purse.

"Why are you not yet starting to put your things in the closet?" Jefferson asked Celina.

"I already asked your maid to clean my vacant room tomorrow. I will unpack when the room is ready." Celina answered.

"You're not going to stay in this room? What do you think my dad will say once he finds out you were sleeping in a different room? Is that how much you dislike me?" Jefferson asked angrily.

"It's nothing like that. Uncle John won't know because everything you buy for me will stay in the closet. Unless your maids or someone told him, he wouldn't think we were sleeping in different rooms." Celina simply replied. John was still for a moment. He thought if there was someone who should want them to sleep in separate rooms, it should be him.

He remembered what Noris had said earlier and thought Celina liked him. Seeing that they knew each other made Jefferson think she was trying to keep a distance between them because of his half-brother. With that thought, he became infuriated and looked at his wife angrily.

"Stay in this room. I don't want anyone to know how miserable my marriage life is. End of discussion." He said and left their room. Celina stared at his retreating figure and didn't know what she had just said to make him angry. She still hadn't unpacked her things and decided to do what she had planned, but she followed Jefferson only for tonight and went to sleep. She didn't want to think about his grumpiness as she didn't care that Jefferson left so he could be with his girlfriend.

Meanwhile, Jefferson went to his study. He thought Celina was willing to make their marriage work when she agreed to it. It turns out that she just agreed and wanted nothing else. He decided to sleep in his study so that Celina wouldn't be uncomfortable in their room. He was preparing himself on a couch when his phone rang, and he saw it was Wendy. "Babe," Wendy sighed and said,

"You know that it is my wedding night."

"I still want you, babe. I love you. Please come back to me." Wendy said, sobbing. Jefferson rubbed his face with his hand after hearing her. He didn't like to hurt her anymore as he was not like that.

"Wendy, I am already married. We're done." He said.

"No, don't say that. I love you, and I still want you. I am not asking you to divorce your wife. Just spare me some of your time. It was more than enough for me." Wendy pleaded.

Jefferson didn't like that; he didn't want a mistress. He is not an asshole, and he respected her for being his longest girlfriend. He didn't want her to become his mistress and destroy her. He knew he couldn't give her what she wanted anymore.

"Wendy, I respect you. I didn't want you to become my mistress. You deserve more than that. I'll pretend I didn't hear you say that. Goodbye, Wendy." Jefferson said and hung up. He didn't want to talk to her anymore, afraid he would give in to her if she insisted.

He started to think about his marriage. He couldn't help but remember how their breakup had gone on.