The Billionaire's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 74

Aidan's POV

Mother's scolding bruised my ego and the fact that she is asking me to apologize to Anna. I have no idea how to do that.

Thinking about it is making me annoyed and I wish there is an alternative. I know there is not and I just need to do what my mother has requested of me. I made a vow to myself when I was little that I was going to make her happy by doing whatever she wants.

That is why I still haven't got her out of the house. She can be stubborn at times. She doesn't want to leave the house and I have decided to let her be if that will make her happy.

I take a deep breath and get up. I sat still for a while after she left, thinking about what she said to me. I am not doing all of this because I want to be a replica of my father, I am doing this because this was what Anna signed up for with her mother.

They are the ones making me do this. I see no reason why the mother will blame herself. She asked me to marry Anna but Evelyn also did too because she wanted money.

Anna has never requested money from me before but I always make sure her account is filled to the brim. I am not doing it for her, I am doing it for my baby. I want her to get all that the baby would need for her comfort and survival. I don't want my baby to lack anything because I know Anna is proud, she won't ask me for anything.

Her mother, on the other hand, won't let me be because of her restaurant. I just want to begin my revenge on them and now my mother is interfering.

I am still contemplating how to go about apologizing to Anna. I can't possibly kneel down to beg her. I didn't mean for her to cry, in fact, I never knew she cried. She just got on my nerves and I couldn't help but vent my anger on her.

I sigh heavily and get up, taking long strides towards the front door. I don't care what she thinks and whether she goes back to report me to my mother. I am going to tell her I am sorry for making her cry and that will be all.

I open the door and get in. I look around the living room but she is nowhere to be found. I decide to go meet her in her room. I haven't gone into the room ever since she arrived here.

As I approached, I catch a glimpse of a maid coming out of her room with a tray of food. My stomach rumbles and I remember I came home early because I was tired and hungry.

"Jodie", I call her. She spins around and bows in greeting.

"Welcome, sir."

"Where are you going with the food?"

"Ma'am says she has no appetite", her head is still bent as she replies. The food looks delicious and I wonder why she had no appetite. Is it because of what happened between us?

"Go and drop the food, she will eat it", I instruct her.

"Yes, sir", she twirls back to open Anna's room while I stand still waiting. A few minutes later, she comes out.

"Set the dining table for me, I am hungry", I tell her. She looks surprised that I am still waiting outside Anna's room. She nods and I dismiss her.

I take a step towards the door and knock. I did not wait for a reply before entering. I see her on the bed, with her face to the other side.

The sight reminds me of my mother. It reminds me of the day I took Anna to my mother and how she was trying to hide her bruised face by facing the wall when I entered.

My heart irks at the thought of Anna becoming like my mother and me becoming like my father.

I clear my throat to catch her attention. She sits up abruptly and sees me, then she turns away from me.

"You should eat, Anna," I say to her. She didn't answer me, so I decide to add. "You need to be strong for the baby."

She chuckles softly and gazes at me. "For the baby? Is that all you care about?"

I don't understand why she is asking me such a question. Of course, I care about my baby. She is all that matters to me.

"I am not human? How will you explain all of this when our child grows up and sees the conflict between us? What do you think she will think of you when she sees how you mistreat me?"

"I mistreat you?" I peer at her, with a guilty look.

"You don't mistreat me?" She asks back.

I decide to change the topic. I gulp and clear my throat again. "I am here to tell you I am sorry."

"You are not", she lays on the bed.

"What?" I exclaim.

"You are not sorry, Aidan. Your mother forced you to do this."

I can no longer hold my anger. Why is she making me look like a bad person? The bad one here is her because she has been unfaithful.

"Can you even hear yourself out? Do you think I would be doing this if it wasn't for my mother? You don't deserve my apology", I thunder in anger.

She seems taken back that I am unable to apologize like a gentleman. She smiles sadly. I realize what I say and I feel sorry, genuinely.

"Just eat your food and goodnight." I turn back to go out.

"Aidan" she stops me. "Why are you doing this to me? I can remember vividly that you came begging me to marry you. I didn't force you to marry me."

"You want to know what you did wrong?" I move back to her bed. "First, it was your mother....."

"What did my mother do to you?" She cuts me short.

"I ignore her question. "Secondly, you have the guts to date a man when you are still in my house?"

She frowns. "You gave me the privilege, didn't you?"

"Really? You couldn't even wait for our baby to be old enough. Why are you so impatient? We have just four years to spend together and when it is done, we can go our separate ways. Do you even know what it means for you to be with other men while you are under me?"

She smiles again. "Aidan, nobody knows we are married. You said you didn't want anyone to know and I respect that. Also, you told me before I agreed to marry you that I can start dating again after my baby is born. I have my own life to live too. You keep bringing different women home and I have never for once complained. Just yesterday that I decided to let you know how bad all that you are doing to me is, you insulted me and made me look like a riff-raff in the presence of your whore."

"I am a man", I declare, not knowing what to say.

"You are a man? Really? So I shouldn't live my life because I am having your baby?"

"It's just four....."

"Just? I should tell a man that genuinely loves me to wait for four years before we can begin to date? You must be joking", she says and turns to the other side of the bed.

I know this conversation is going nowhere and it's best we stop here before it gets out of hand. I don't want to see my fault here, I feel she is responsible for everything that is happening.

She didn't turn back and I decide to leave.

"I am sorry once again and please eat", I advise with a soft voice.

She didn't say anything again and I walk to the door with a heavy heart. I really have no idea why I feel this way but I know I am not good.

I don't want to turn out to be like my father. Even though I still don't want to admit my fault, I feel it is high time I begin to let go of the hurt and begin to do things rightly.

Anna and her mother might not deserve it but I think it is high time to become a changed man and a better person.