Sinclair’s Unwanted Bride

SINCLAIR’S UNWANTED BRIDE

(A Royal Arranged Marriage)

Chapter 1 The life of Brielle Allen

It seemed so familiar as Brielle rushed into the hospital and charged towards the reception desk. “Good...afternoon...please I received a call that my dad was rushed here again.” She breathed out heavily with her chest rising and falling.

The nurse at the desk looked up at Brielle. “What’s his name, miss?” She asked.

“Jasper...Allen.” Brielle replied.

“Oh...he is right in a private room...” The nurse paused.

Brielle arched her brows. “Private room?” She can’t even afford to pay for such a room. She made an attempt to query the nurse for fixing up her dad in such an expensive room but was interrupted abruptly.

“He is in ward three hundred and six.” The nurse informed her.

Without wasting much time, Brielle took to her heels and raced to the ward where her dad was kept under serious monitoring. She stopped on track when she got to the entrance to see a figure in the room. It wasn’t her father laying on the bed. Why is he here? Brielle thought. She could see that her father was laying on the bed with an oxygen machine and wires strapped to his body.

After confirming that her father’s heartbeat was beating fine through the machine, she looked up at the figure with a deep frown on her face. "Why are you here?" Brielle asked.

The figure turned around to see her when he heard her voice. “Look who is here?! My sweet, beautiful and loving sister, Brielle Allen. Finally you have come." He replied as he gave her a fake smile.

"I just asked you a question. Archer, why are you here?" Brielle balled her fists at her sides.

"To see our father, of course. Do you think I am that heartless not to come and see him before he dies.” Archer grinned.

His words annoyed her even more. "Dad is not going to die!” She snapped at him. “And now that you have seen him, you can leave.” She gritted in anger.

"Nah. You can’t dismiss me just like that after I paid for this damn room! This is quite expensive and I am certain you can’t afford half of the price.” Archer chuckled darkly.

“You shouldn’t have bothered paying for this damn room! And at least I can afford the other wards. Archer, please leave.” Brielle replied.

“ Not too soon. And why do I get the feeling that you want me to leave because you think I will hurt our father?" Archer clicked his tongue as he shook his head from side to side.

"That is because I know you. You swore that you will make him pay for throwing you out years ago. And seeing you here now only proves that you want to put your plan into action.” Brielle seethed her teeth.

Archer laughed gently before saying, “Believe me when I say this, I love seeing him this way. Poor father. Just take a look at him, so vulnerable and helpless. I would have liked it if he had died too but I can't wish that on him. Not yet at least.”

Fury crashed over Brielle as she moved closer to the bed in a bid to protect her father. She pushed at her brother’s chest and he staggered backwards. "You are evil, Archer! How can you say all that to a man who took you into his life and treated you like his own son!”