Get Me Married

Chapter 60

Chapter 60: Claiming his wife

JORDAN

“Jordan…” I heard Samantha’s voice from the door of our bedroom and looked away from my phone, I turned to the door. She was poking her head through the door like she was scared of coming in. I sighed heavily, I couldn’t stay angry at her for such a long time though this had more momentum. With my head, I nudged and urged her to come. She came in skeptically and stared at me nervously. But she stood some distance away from me like she was scared I would hurt her. I didn’t blame her, I had been doing that for a while because she had been getting me really upset. I remembered the way she had spoken to the Connors, I also remembered the way they stared at me and the things my mother-in- law had said.

Their daughter was living in my house and making everyone believe that her life was perfect. Everyone thought she was happy and I believed she would have preferred it that way because she wouldn’t have her parents worrying about her. I believed that would have been what she wanted and I was ready to reject Samantha right there, I was ready to lie and pretend just to cover up what their daughter would like to but Samantha had gone and ruined it and they hated me for it. Even when she declined my first marriage proposal, I never got angry at her like the way I was today. She crossed a line and she had been crossing a lot. Hitting a woman shouldn’t be what you are proud of, but I couldn’t help it.

“Do you have something you want to say to me?” I asked her.

“Are you going to bring her back?” She asked with a very low tone.

“Yes,” I replied dryly.

“Don’t you want to get married to me anymore?” She asked.

“Of course I do”

“Then why aren’t you getting rid of her. Can’t you see this is an opportunity”

“Opportunity for what?” I snapped at the thought of how unremorseful she was. She turned away from me and said nothing. I was in a tight position, this would have been an opportunity to have her live my life as I wanted from the beginning. But it was no longer about me or Samantha anymore. It was about the woman I had hurt because I was angry, it was about the woman who was supposed to be under my care. She did nothing wrong from the beginning and was simply stuck. I felt like I should have done better, and I didn’t want to let her go with such terrible thoughts about me.

“I want to right the wrong we have done to her. And if it means I will have to stay longer with her, then I would” I said lastly to Samantha before I got up from where I sat. I turned to the door with only one place in my mind, the apartment Genesis had been hiding.

“You can’t do that?” Samantha followed behind me.

“What would happen to me, don’t you love me anymore?” She kept asking with her voice breaking at every turn, while she followed behind me.

“Jordan… please” she sobbed and held my arm so I could stop. I turned to her and the look she

had on her face….she had tears in her eyes and seeing her that way always hurt me. But I had made up my mind.

“Sam…it’s might not be five years precisely,” I said in a comforting tone.

“You don’t have to bring her back, please, think about this please”

“There is nothing to think about Samantha. You hurt her, I hurt her and she did nothing wrong, to begin with”

“No, don’t say that. She did wrong, she got married to you and made you get married to her while pretending to be me” she yelled.

“No, she didn’t. Not once did she ever pretend to me, I misinterpreted everything”

“Don’t defend her that way, she stole you from me” she continued with wide eyes.

“She didn’t” I yelled at her. It was a decision I made, it was a sacrifice I was willing to take and I hoped she would understand where I was coming from. Samantha stared at me with wide eyes and tears streaming down her cheeks.

“You still have me, and you won’t lose me. You just have to wait for some years till we find something suitable” I said and went closer to her but she moved away from me.

“If you love me Jordan, you won’t make this kind of decision” she spat in my face. I frowned at her for a while and just wanted to leave, so I turned around.

“Tell me, do you love me?” She yelled when I was about to walk away and I stopped in my tracks.

“Don’t you dare question the love I have for you” I yelled and pointed my finger at her.

“You declined my proposal once remember, you said no to me but I remained patient. I fucking waited for you and sent another proposal to you. I brought you to my marital home against my mother’s wish and stood by you. The only reason we are even in this mess is that you had her kidnapped. We are in this mess because I am covering up for you. All the sacrifices I am making are for you and you alone. Don’t ever question the feelings I have for you” I snapped and walked away.

I stormed away from her and down the stairs as I headed out and straight for my car. But as I turned to the entrance of the door, my heart dropped and my pace slowed down when I saw my father and

mother coming in. Seeing my mother could be tolerated, she could be a pest but she was the only one I had close to me but my father. No.

I swallowed the lump that suddenly appeared in my throat and moved towards them. I met his eyes with mine. His gaze was strong on me, cold and angry but I didn’t back down.

I stopped when I was standing right in front of both of them. His gaze became even more intense and just like we always were, we challenged each other, waiting for the lesser man to back down. The staring contest continued for a while, and none of us looked away nor did anyone say anything to the other.

“Will the both of you stop it?” My mother growled from where she stood beside my father. Her

voice made me want to pull away and just stop it already but there was no way I was going to back down, especially when it came to the former head of state.

“I said stop it….” My mother yelled and held my father’s chin, making him turn to her. With that I looked away and turned to my mother, she was glaring hard at my father as I had never seen.

“What do you both want?” I asked the both of them dryly and walked past them and out of the house.

“Where the hell do you think you are going to?” My mother’s voice followed behind me as I made my way to my car.

“To get Genesis” I simply replied.

“Jordan Chase, a weakling” my father blurted out and made me ball my hands into a fist.

“What would you do when you see her, will you beg just like you kept pleading” he added but I gave him no reply. He always saw me as a weak man, someone who couldn’t be a man or make decisions on his own, always and that was exactly why I never want to give him a chance to see me weak.

“It’s great you are going to get her Jordan. It’s high time all this gets sorted out” my mom entered, trying to make me feel better and cover up my father.

“And if she refuses the great Jordan Chase?” My father asked harshly at the same time I stopped in front of the car.

I resisted the urge to turn to him and say anything. His mere presence alone was doing so much.

“Never mind, I would be coming with you to get things done” he added. I turned to him quickly at those words but he was already walking towards his car. I glared at him, I wanted to punch his face or have a gun to his head, but he was my father and he had certain powers.

“Jordan…” My mom called out to me and I reluctantly turned to her.

“It’s fine baby,” she said and used her hands to caress my cheeks. Shockingly I relaxed under her touch. She did that when I was still a kid, to calm me down or make me feel better, she caresses my cheeks. But that was when we had a good mother and son relationship, we grew apart sooner

than later and all those things stopped.

“Just go get her” she encouraged and smiled at me.

GENESIS

“You have to talk to them sooner or later” Tiffany nagged a thousand times. I sighed heavily and turned around on the bed so I could lie with my back.

It’s been days since I left Jordan’s place. The news had spread like wide fire and reporters were always outside the apartment I shared with Tiffany and Tiana. But I had refused to take my parent’s calls and also refused T_squad to tell them where I was. I was ashamed, I had brought shame to them and I

couldn’t face them. I married Jordan to make their lives better, not to run away when they were already having the best time. It was like I was stealing from them, I was

riding them of the joy and happiness I had brought and thinking about myself alone. It was heartbreaking to know that I could even do something like that.

“I will talk to them soon, but not now” I replied dryly and sat up on the bed. My back was getting sore from lying down too much.

“When would you do that?” She nagged.

“Soon,” I said and she sighed heavily at my stubbornness.

But just immediately, we heard the door open and looked up to see Tiana. She slammed the door hard, it shook the wall itself.

“What happened?” I asked seeing the angry look on their faces.

“Those reporters won’t leave” she snapped and I sighed. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“It was so hard getting outside because they wanted to push themselves in. I think I am going to call the cops” she added.

“I’m sorry for all this” I apologized and got up from where I sat.

“It’s all my fault, if I didn’t come here they wouldn’t be here. I will think of something soon, I promise” Tiana slumped her shoulders and the angry look she had disappeared instantly. She walked towards me and placed her hands on my shoulders.

“It’s fine, it’s not your fault. It’s that stupid husband of yours that’s to be blamed for everything” she added. I sat back on the bed at the reminder of Jordan and what I was supposed to do about

everything

Suddenly, loud noises filled the house, the uproar was loud enough to make me panic. Tiffany immediately turned to the sitting room and Tiana got up too. I wasn’t left out, the uproar was coming from outside and I had to find out what was happening.

“What’s going on?” I asked the moment I walked in on Tiffany who was by the door and Tiana by the window.

“The reporters are being hysterical” Tiffany replied.

“Oh! My God” came Tiana from where she stood at the window.

“What is it?” I panicked. She turned to me, her mouth was open to say something but nothing came out and it made me lose my mind.

“Tiana…” I started towards her but a knock on the door stopped me. I turned to Tiffany, she checked who it was and just as Tiana had gone speechless, she had also done so.

“Who is it?” I asked her hating the thought of being surprised. But the knock came again and she turned to it. Nervously she opened the door without giving me an answer and I stood apprehensively when I saw guards who I could recognize standing in front of the door. But mom Leona came into view and I relax.

“Oh, my dear goodness” she walked into the house with open arms. Tears burned my eyes immediately and I found myself running to her. She wrapped her hands around me and made me think of my mother as I shut my eyes and allowed the tears to flow.

“I’m so sorry my child,” she said and in a way, those words made me feel better. She had got me into the mess of a marriage in the first place.

“It’s all my fault, for tricking you” she added and I smiled. She was really sweet whenever she put her mind to it.

“I can’t say it’s not your fault” I replied and heard her chuckle lightly. I smiled and open my eyes but still held onto her because I needed a motherly embrace.

My heart skipped a million miles when my eyes met those brown eyes of Jordan and I immediately pulled away from her embrace.

“Genesis…I am….”

“You must think my house, name, and family is like the trash ones you grew up in” the harsh cold voice of a man pulled my attention away from Jordan and that was when I saw him. Liam Chase.

His angry look was worse than the first time I had seen him and a dreadful feeling settled on my stomach as I quickly lowered my gaze to the floor.

“Dad….” I heard Jordan’s voice call out with a warning tone I could recognize too well.

“Shut up you good for nothing” his father snapped and it went quiet. So suddenly the room grew hot and tensed and uncomfortable.

“What makes you think you can drag my name to the mud and disobey me?” The harsh voice of his father came to my ears.

“I didn’t mean to… I just….”

“You also didn’t mean to remain stubborn and remain here” he interrupted loudly and I won’t say that I didn’t shake in fear.

“I couldn’t go back…your son has a mistress in our house and I no longer felt safe. I couldn’t just return” I summoned. It went quiet for some time again and it was worse since my eyes were on the floor and I didn’t know what was happening.

“Go back to your husband immediately” he ordered and my eyes immediately left the floor like I had been triggered.

“No” I simply said. His gruesome eyes immediately hardened at me and I had to look away.

“I’m sorry but I won’t… I don’t feel safe with your son neither do I feel safe in his house” I added calmly.

“Do you think I care about what you think and why you wouldn’t return? My order is my order. Return home” he yelled and something snapped inside me. He was just like his son, no one cared about me truly. They were powerful and could want everyone and everything to be as they ordered.

“I’m sorry sir. But I won’t be returning” I said.

“If you don’t care about me or my well-being, I care about myself” I added and raised my eyes from the floor so I could meet his face.

“I won’t be returning”

His eyes hardened and his jawline fixed in a hardline, his veins became visible on his neck and he glared at me. A scary look he had but I had made my decision and he had to know that.

I stared back at him, unwavering and unafraid, only I wasn’t glaring at him and I think that got him angrier. Because so suddenly I felt a hot sting on my cheeks, it sent my head facing the other way and tears burned my eyes. Yes, he slapped me, and damn it hurt so bad, the burn was terrible.

“Liam…”

“Dad…” I heard Jordan’s and mom Leona’s voice as it echoed in my ears then I felt someone hold me. I turned my head to who it was and realized it was Jordan, I pulled myself away from him angrily and turned back to Liam.

“Do your worse Mr. Chase… I still won’t return” I spat, glaring hard at him.

He raised his hand again to slap me and I was so sure I wouldn’t survive another one of his hands on my cheeks. Neither was fast enough to move away from his slap, I simply closed my eyes but then, I didn’t feel anything on my cheek. I had to open my eyes and that was when I noticed that his hand was in the air because Jordan was holding it and saving me at once. He pushed his hands away forcefully and stood in front of me.

“You have no right to raise your hands on my wife”