A Naive Bride for the Sophisticated CEO novel Chapter 27

~A MONTH LATER~

It was the Saturday morning of Amelia’s wedding with James, and everyone was busy doing one thing or the other.

James was at his mansion with his father and friend, Tina. They were helping him look very good for his wedding.

James didn’t have many male friends, so Charles hired some of his friends' sons to act like the friends of the groom.

Amelia, on the other hand, was scrolling through her phone as she sat in Charles’ apartment. The news about her wedding was everywhere on the internet. This made her so nervous.

Helen was next to her, watching closely what the makeup artist was doing. Helen had been so bent on making Amelia look so beautiful on her wedding day.

She had also made sure that she got other things like, making the whole city know about the wedding so that women could stay away from James, the hall and church that was going to be used for the wedding, and many more, prepared.

The makeup artist stopped working on Amelia’s face and asked her to check herself out in the mirror in front of her.

Amelia raised her head and stared into the mirror. She couldn’t recognize herself anymore. She had never thought she would look so perfect her whole life.

Her face was slightly contoured, smokey eyes, and her lips were covered with nude lipsticks. Her hair was weaved in casual, yet beautiful braids. It was as a crown on top of her head.

“This is beautiful! Do you like it?” Helen asked her, and she bounced her head and divulged a feeble smile.

“I do, Ma’am.”

She stood up and walked to where her bright white, gorgeous wedding gown was hung. It was a strapless ball gown, with a V-neck, and was made of a stretchy material. The dress covered the mannequin, down to the feet.

As she stared at the gown, her hands began to quiver. Helen noticed how nervous she was, so she walked up to her and held her hand in hers.

“Are you scared?” She asked, and Amelia gulped and nodded.

“You don’t have to be scared, Amelia. I know this is one of the biggest days in your life, and you are very nervous. But, you don’t have to worry about anything. Everything will be fine. You will get married to my son and you two will have beautiful and handsome kids.”

Helen seemed like excited as she spoke, while Amelia on the other hand was still not calm.

After James agreed to marry her and let her resume work again, all thanks to his mother, he had been very cold to her. It was worse compared to when she first started working with him.

He wouldn’t talk to her nor even look at her. She began to worry if he would ever touch her, talkless of sleeping with her so that they could bear children.

Helen asked the artist to help Amelia with her dress. Helen’s phone began to vibrate in her hand. It was Charles calling.

“Your Father-in-law is calling. Let me quickly talk to him,” Helen said to Amelia and stepped aside.

“Hey, Charles. What’s up?”

“Are you done with Amelia? We are headed to the church now.”

“Really?” She turned to look at Amelia and saw she had worn her dress already. The artist was helping her adjust her dress.

“She is almost done. Don’t worry, we will be there soon.”

“Okay. I’ll hang up now.”

“Wait, Charles!” She hastily pronounced and an awkward silence set in afterward.

“Helen, we have things to do. There’s no time to do this right now.”

Helen gulped and bounced her head. “Okay. We’ll talk later.”

“Okay.”

He hung up, and she turned to look at Amelia, who was staring at her, looking so beautiful. The sad look on Helen’s face disappeared, and she beamed widely.

“God! James will be so shocked to see how beautiful you are! Damn! You are so cute!”

Helen walked up to her and lifted her cheeks with her thumb slightly. Amelia giggled and lowered her head shyly.

“You think so?”

“Of course I do!” Helen knitted her brows. “Trust me, James has a soft spot for beautiful women. And you’re very beautiful, Amelia. I’m so glad you are his wife!”

She shifted her gaze from Amelia and looked at the makeup artist.

“We should start heading to the church. The groom will be close to the venue by now.”

They all headed out of the house and led the way to where the black Mercedes Benz prepared by Freddie was parked. There was a driver sitting for them in the car.

They all got in, and he drove them down to the church.

***

A solemn classical love song played as the church gate opened up for Amelia’s entry.

Next to her, on her right hand side was Freddie, dressed in an expensive black Tuxedo. His hair was neatly shaved, and was dyed in black.

As they both walked down the aisle, people from the congregation threw flower petals on them.

Amelia’s heart was thumping very hard against her chest as she walked.

The three-inches silver heel-shoes and the heavy dress she wore made it difficult for her to walk fast. So, she took her steps pretty slow, lifting her dress slightly with her left hand.

She lifted her head as they drew closer to the altar, and she saw James in front.

His eyes were on her as she walked up to him. His expression was cold and mean. He wasn’t so shocked by her beauty as Helen thought.

When Amelia saw the way James glared at her, she wished she could run back out of the church, and escape him for good. But she couldn’t.