The Billionaire's Fragile Bride

ation downstairs. She got to the hallway that separated the rooms and

ir sisters liked to get involved with her, she wasn't a fan of her either, but she could help her this one time

ed gingerly on the always-locked door. She heard the tiny voice of her sister and informed her t

. It was nothing compared to theirs, which was vast with different

" She calle

as so scared of holding her deadly glares. So, she low

room," Orla said, he

unt to anything good because she was deeply loathed by their father and every single member of the family. Sophia was

r than her. It didn't fit her very slender frame at all, her ginger hair was properly combed, and shiny as the sun glistened on it through the window blinds. Sophia si

d. "All my clothes are like this." She

mumbled harshly. "Go now, hurry before he comes to get you." She

cat. The white cat hopped into her arms, snuggling up in her arms as she looked at her. She c

ared about her and made her happy even though she couldn't talk. Orl

n her way to serve the table. She wanted to call her back to ask what was happening in t

ed her so much. She'd seen how the maids treated her sisters with res

out of her grip, she panicked and looked for her, her heart in her throat as she roamed around

a went on her knees to get her cat, she

oing and who the hell let yo

y attention is needed here and that's why I am here."

the maids because she didn't look like a rich man's da

asked Arnold, his e

tterly, glaring so hard at Orla as she bowed h

e'd look at twice. He smiled as he watched her twinkle her innocent eyes. Her aura didn't scream

" Mia asked unbelievably. "I thought you had class and taste. How the fuck would you say O

ith Mia and never Orla. He noticed how much they hated Orla in the family, from how the father spoke harshly t

ld Sullivan's daughters then she will be

d look back at her," she motioned to Orla like she meant nothing an

arried, don't you?" He smi

will make a great bride, she has a good job, she's beautiful and

d I can choose whomever I want. Right? So, she's

ering from her father down to her sisters. Sh

allan said authoritatively and Orla wav

nto her mind. "Get married to you?" She looked ov

s darted from her sisters to Elizabeth, to her father and finally to Callan; she had never seen a m

untly refused. You chose Orla and I hope that you deal with her when she's finally married to you." Arnold

wn, he hoped he wasn't making a lifetime mistake, but even though he was, he wasn't interested in getting married. He was just

l day is stay in her room." Mia chirped in very quickly, she was ver

let him have her." Arno

she changed and Arnold looked up at her. "Please, I don't wan

e hell u

t appreciate how Callan was speaking to Orla and he

ied to Callan Barlowe. That's final, you

to leave but Callan held her back, his cold hand putting her heart t

her and said. "Sit

he dining table, she can't eat here

face and ask her a few questions. Can you leav

olled her eyes. N

"I think we are done here, my mother and I will

g her off at twenty-two. Thinking of that fact caused her to sob. Even though her father's house was a mini-hell, she was still cool with cagi

He straightened up and took his mother's hand in his, he didn't b

s wife. She watched Callan and his Mother as they walked out of the dining room with her Father

d instantly slapped Orla on the face. The slap was hot and stingi

the cold tiled floor with a loud thud that caused her butt to hurt. They pounced on her, beating her to a stupor before their

hands, she got to the room and shut the door, flopping on the

ather had for her made her chest sting and now, she was going to marry a man she barely knew, a man

and she wished she could