Chapter 14

|| VALERIA ADDAMS's POV ||

" May I have your name, Mam?"

The guard from the gate questioned me, eying at me suspiciously. I mean, they had every right to do that since they never saw me before. I came to the old house where some old staff members had gathered to pay respect to Gideon's mother.

After he took me like a cave man, I went to take snacks downstairs. At that time, the house maid told me about the funeral ceremony that no one was attending. I knew that Gideon never liked his parents but it was too harsh to ignore someone who had been dead already. The housemaid shared her sorrow about not having any family members to attend the ceremony. I knew that it was useless to request Gideon to come here. So, I took the charge in my own hands, and arrived to pay respect in a black satin dress.

Gideon had no idea about my arrival here. He would be pissed off again but it was nothing new. At least, one of the family members would attend the ceremony. I gave a small smile to the guard before giving my name,

" Valeria Addams..I mean.."

Realization dawned over me. Since I was his wife now, they wouldn't let any outsiders enter. I had no choice but to give the name that I hated the most,

" VALERIA.. Addams Vitalies..Wife of Gideon Vitalies!"

I noticed the immediate change in their behaviors. They looked slightly stunned, gave a big smile and opened the door for me,

" Welcome.. Welcome Mam! Sorry, we haven't seen you before."

Passing through the gate awkwardly, I made my way to the hallway where two or three people came to pay their respect. I looked around instinctively but couldn't find anyone familiar. The priest who was offering prayers turned his head back to ask loudly,

" Is anyone from the Vitalies's family here?"

The room went deadly silent on his words. My eyes were stuck on the beautiful woman in the picture. Except for her bad treatment of Gideon, she was indeed a very beautiful woman with remarkable features. The more I looked deep into her eyes, the more I noticed that she had the same eyes as Gideon. Someone from the two or three people replied with an exasperated sigh, probably some distant relatives,

" Forget it, Priest!! Her son doesn't bother to come. Continue with your prayers."

The priest shook his head in disappointment. I couldn't stop myself anymore. No matter how bad the person was, she was long gone. I was probably too emotional about a mother figure since I hadn't felt how it feels to be cuddled by your mother. Raising myself up from the ground, I blurted out pretty loudly,

" Her daughter-in-law is here! Can I join?"

Everyone including the priest looked back at me with a surprise as if they had seen some ghosts. Maybe they were too surprised to see that someone had actually come after years. As from what I heard from the housemaid, Gideon never attended the funeral ceremony ever since he grew up.

The priest nodded his head enthusiastically, gesturing at me,

" Sure child! Come forward!!"

Slipping on my shoes, I walked forward to sit next to him just like he suggested. After reciting some prayers, he put something in my palms to place it under the picture. Right before I could drop the thing, a deep voice came from my back, arising goosebumps all over my skin,

" Looks like you love to disobey me, Princepessa!"

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" Slow down!! GIDEON!! SLOW DOWN!! FUCKING SLOW DOWN THE CAR!!!"

I shouted at the top of my lungs, tears brimming from my eyes in anger and pain. He followed me there but thankfully, the priest didn't let him interrupt the ceremony. A part of me felt happy. Even though he didn't join the prayers, he was there for me the whole time. Right after the prayer ended, he threw me off on his shoulders and left furiously with his Bugatti.

Right now, he was driving like a madman while caring about the traffic signal. The car screeched to take a halt on the road as he stopped it. Turning to face me, he gripped my wrists before shouting at my face,

" How dare you come to the funeral without telling me? Did I fucking ask you to come? Who allowed you to be here?"

Anger bubbled in my throat, threatening to come out and it burst out when he started accusing me. I shouted back at his face, crying and gasping,

" Because I feel fucking guilty for how you treat her. I just wanted to repay you."

Gideon let out a bitter laugh before sneering at my face,

" REALLY??? You feel sorry for my mother? Then do you know how she died? It's for your fucking father who forced her to death. How dare you come to her funeral when you are the reason that she is dead today?"

I never thought that words could cut deeper than a knife.I had no idea how his mother died. All I knew was that she had hanged herself to avoid jail. I didn't know that my father was behind this as well.

Letting out a soft cry, I apologized, facing his death glare,

" I..I am sorry..I... really.."

I didn't find any words to comfort him. No wonder, he hated my father so much. He pushed my wrists away, growling as he kept panting like an angry beast,

" If you really feel sorry for her, Don't ever come to show your face here. She will hate it more."

I squeezed my eyes shut to let the tears, falling down on its own. Pulling open the car door, I said, breathing heavily,

" I can go back myself. Thanks!"

I didn't want to be with him at this moment. He would continue humiliating me if I stayed there with him. His gaze narrowed, swiping back to forth before letting out a growl of disbelief,

" Seriously?? Are you fucking going to stand on the road alone?"

I wiped the tears stubbornly, blurted back,

" Since I am at fault, I will take it as my punishment. You can go back."

A moment of hesitation flashed in his eyes but it was soon gone, replaced with anger and resentment. Stepping on his wheels, he barked at me before driving off at high speed,

" As if I care! "

As soon as his car vanished from my sight, I realized the stupidity that I had done here. It was an empty road, far away from the busy town. Not to mention, the sky was getting darker in shades. It took almost a whole day to perform the ceremony. Everyone including his distant relatives was surprised to see that Gideon was actually married.

I wrapped my arms around my shoulders, peering back and forth in the hope of seeing any car. Taxis were even rare on this site of the town. So, I could only request for a lift, praying that the rain wouldn't start anytime soon. Rain didn't suit me well. For others, it may sound romantic but raindrops always made me sick terribly.

After walking down the empty street for ten minutes,my fear had turned true. The sky let out a thunderous growl, soon rain started hitting the earth. I cursed myself for being too stubborn but he could have come back, couldn't he? How could he live here like that?

Because he doesn't love you anymore!

My subconscious mind replied, freezing me in my steps for a second. I swallowed hard to cover the emotions but soon, I was walking again until a glimpse of a flashlight from a car fell on my eyes through the heavy rain.