Novel Palace
Not Tears Of Joy (2)
3rd POV:
“I have a meeting at 8, I will be back some time tomorrow, okay? You will be alright Jenny.” Nathaniel said then shook hands with the doctor, before strolling out of the room. He met Rachel who looked at him with an amused expression, he bid her goodbye then shut the door behind him.
The second he left, Rachel let out a boisterous laugh calling the attention of everyone in the room to her. Jenny stared at her with a mean look, Mrs King looked at her with an irritated stare and the doctor try to keep his face straight and not laugh.
“Don’t worry Miss Jenny, I will assure Mr King that we are ranked the best in treating this illness, the staff and I are on it.” Jenny kicked her feet throwing a tantrum then covering the blanket over her face. Mrs King rolled her eyes then appreciated the doctor before sending them out, she also shooed off Rachel who was still standing around giggling.
After shutting the door, Mrs King let out a breath thinking about the events of tonight while gathering her words.
“Why wasn’t I aware of your plan tonight?” Mrs King asked and Jenny internally rolled her eyes at the question.
“I just thought of it ma’am. I apologize. I strongly believe it will make Nathaniel and I closer just like old times but I was wrong. He doesn’t care anymore.” Jenny said sadly and Mrs King shook her head at her.
“What did you expect, Jennifer? You have been sick for years, lied about it at some point, this same illness was the reason for his divorce, I assume, and even why he got married to that tramp in the first place. So of course, his next resort is to ship you off and just send money for bills and maintenance to you as long as he’s off the hook. Money means nothing to my son.” Jenny ran her hands through her hair listening intently to the words Mrs King uttered.
After a minute of digesting her words, Jenny asked, “So what do I do to win him over?”
“You’re already on the right side, Jenny. You two have dated in the past and you are responsible for saving his life, so of course you still have a special place in his heart. Just give him space but cling onto him if you know what I mean. You begin work on Monday, the doctor will inform him it’s simply a wrong diagnosis. I will handle whatever else, love.”
It warmed Jenny’s heart knowing Mrs King had her back but she couldn’t afford to give Nathaniel space. She feared he might slip away from her, so though she nodded as if she was going to heed to Mrs King’s word, she was going to sort out the part of the advice she was going to take from it.
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Rachel found herself back in the mansion with the stylist Jason had requested for. The stylist had picked out everything for her, all she had to do was to get into the vehicle that would be sent and arrive at whichever location.
“You look beautiful Miss Rachel, Mr Wilst would not be able to speak as soon as he sees you.” The makeup artist complimented staring at Rachel as she wore her long orange fishtail gown.This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .
“Thank you.”
I wish he wouldn’t even speak. Rachel said to herself.
After picking up her bag and getting praise from her stylist, she found herself sitting in the passenger’s seat of Jason’s car. Contrary to the makeup artist’s words, as soon as Rachel arrived at the ground floor, Jason had failed to compliment her nor stare at her like the most beautiful woman in the world, rather he was complaining on how much time she had wasted.
She sat down quietly knowing if she dared utter a word, she would have to request for the makeup artist to cover off the bruises on her cheek. She sighed shakily, keeping her mouth shut.
“Are you prepared for tonight? I got the ring, you know we have to do this public engagement in front of the business partner and Rach don’t go there and embarrass me because I swear, I will destroy your family and reveal all the secrets.” She scoffed internally looking at his side profile in disbelief.
“I never planned to embarrass you, so just please stop threatening me and my family.” He kept his eyes on the road without saying another word.
The rest of the car ride was filled with silence until they finally arrived at the event, Jason became a gentleman. He opened the door for her and held her hands allowing her to take her time with the heels, the paparazzi present gushed taking dozens of pictures of them.
“Jason Wilst, let’s get a picture of you and your girlfriend.” They called out and Jason grinned from ear to ear, gazing at Rachel through the corner of his ear like a parent warning the child.
Rachel smiled widely, but anyone observant could see the pain in her eyes and she wondered how she got herself into this and most importantly, she feared that this was how life was going to be.
They soon walked into the hall and were greeted by a bunch of business tycoons. Rachel’s eyes were down because she feared if Jason caught her just glancing at a man, he would do something horrible to her.
An hour later, it was time for Jason to give a speech on behalf of his family and he took it as an opportunity to publicly propose to Rachel.
“Rachel, you mean everything to me and your happiness is mine. I never want another day to pass by without being able to hold you and call you my wife, so Rachel King…” He got on a knee and opened the small box revealing a diamond ring with a huge rock on it, the people gasping inaudibly, goshing on how perfect Jason was.
“Will you marry me?” The question was met with utter silence, flashes from photographers all over the hall were heard and a few others were recording the scene.
This was how beautiful Rachel had pictured her proposal, in public eye and a heavy diamond ring. Her eyes watered with her heart heavy, she never pictured it to be forced.. and unhappy. But she had brought herself to this point by following her mother’s wishes rather than considered her wants, so just like instructed, she had to say,
“Yes, I will marry you.” She sounded so happy as she pictured Jason as another person who did not exist. Everyone began to clap and congratulate the couple. Rachel cried but people only saw tears of joy.
As if.