The Billionaire I Never Married

"I do," she whispered, nudging me and I realized that I had zoned out, yet again.

I looked at the man in front of me, the man who had shown me nothing but disrespect since the first day we met.

He looked breathtaking in a tux and had those crazy facial features that would put all those male models to shame. He was the man every woman would want to marry.

Perfect in every way, except for his deep blue eyes that sent shivers down my spine. And he was never smiling.

"I do," I finally said, earning a glare from him.

He never hesitated to show me how much he hated me. He accused my parents and me of being after his family's money.

The truth was that we were not even after his family's money as they had nothing now. Getting married to him was just to save my family's image.

My step-sister, Cara Harrington was the one to get married to him, but last week, everything changed. I caught her with my boyfriend. I remember the pain I felt, it was raw and it seared my heart. I never thought I would shed as intensely as I did, then.

His voice kept ringing in my ear, even till now and all those liquors didn't do anything to numb the pain I felt.

"It's you and I against the world, April."

I closed my eyes, willing those words to disappear, and felt nudged again. My eyelids fluttered open to meet his cold stares and I realized that the priest had said something-about kissing the bride.

I was going to kiss a stranger. I never dreamt of my wedding like this, but then, here I was, getting married to a stranger in place of my step-sister.

Fortunately, he leaned in and pecked my lips lightly.

"It's you and I against the world, April."

The voice came again and tears began to well up in my eyes.

All the pains I had bottled up for the past week came back, this time with much force and I blinked rapidly, to prevent the tears from ruining my makeup.

I had gone to Nick's house to surprise him on our 2nd anniversary but had instead been surprised myself as I met him with my step-sister.

He had shown no sign of remorse and had instead told me to my face that I was a nobody and he couldn't be with me.

He revealed that he wanted to be with my sister as she'd be the one to inherit the family's business and not me who had been cast aside.

"Stop zoning out," the bridesmaid, my cousin, Faith whispered and I realized that I had spaced out, yet again.

We were supposed to be greeting the guests and I raised my head to meet my husband's death glare.