Chapter 13 Burnt Revenge
Evelyn's POV
He shoved me aside and moved out of the room. My eyes were wide open. He really wasn't going to burn that dress, was he?
I followed him immediately but it was just impossible to meet up with him.
He got out of the house, standing in the compound with a lighter I hadn't noticed he had grabbed from somewhere or had with him before.
I stood frozen a few feet away from him and watched as he made a spark with the lighter, the red fire popping out.
I shook my head and rushed to him without delay. “No! You can't burn that!”
I was able to grab the hand that held the lighter but it was late as the fire had already ignited on the dress.
I tried to reach the dress but he kept moving his hand away and didn't let me reach it.
I watched the fire spread, the heat burning through my face. Adrian held it and didn't let go while I still tried to reach it with the hope that I would be able to save it.
Tears blurred my vision.
That dress was from Eva. It was the first dress my sister ever bought for me as a gift.
I couldn't wear it because of how short it was, even Dad prohibited me from doing so. But I kept it because it was a gift from my sister.
It was the first time I'd worn it and here I am, watching it get burnt into ashes by the demon I married.
When the fire almost reached Adrian's hand, he let go of the remnant of the dress, dropping it to the floor.
That made me finally let go of his hand as I watched the dress turn to ashes on the ground.
Adrian turned and walked into the house without looking back. A tear rolled down my cheek as I continued watching the dress.
I didn't know why it hurt when it was just a dress but it hurts so much.
Maybe it was because Eva bought the dress with the allowance she struggled to keep? Or because I wasn't expecting this to happen?
I cleaned the tears off my face and moved inside after Adrian.
He was just about to start climbing the stairs when I dragged him back. “You think you can just burn my clothes and I'll be fine with it?”
My voice was firm, raised and unexpectedly dark.
He smirked. That darn smirk I really want to rip off his face.
“I don't need you to be fine with it,” He uttered. “I burned it because I can.”
Because he can! He said that back at the mall too.
I clenched my jaws but there was nothing I could do.
He saw the helpless look on my face and chuckled darkly.
He went back to the sofa and brought a package. It looked like it contained a new dress.
He brought the dress out and lifted it for me to see. It looked exactly like the one he burnt but this one looked shorter and even more revealing.
Goddamn. Did he go to get this right after the interview?
“The next time we have to attend something like that together,” he paused. “Wear this.”
“Or rather go naked,” he spat and dropped the dress on the floor before heading upstairs, calm and slow.
I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palm. I watched his back until he was totally out of sight.
I also went back to my room, knowing whatever I intended to achieve with the dress I wore today had failed.
Inside the room, I tried to take deep breaths. It was only the fourth day but it felt like life was being taken out of me.
This mansion is hell! A hell accommodating a demon!
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I needed to stay like that for minutes to calm down.
But my soothing session was cut short when my phone rang.
I picked the phone up and saw that it was Eva. It made my heart skip a beat as I couldn't get it off my mind that some asshole had just burned the dress she got me.
Reluctantly, I picked the call.
Her voice came from the other end and I could feel how happy my sister was at the moment.
“Oh, Evelyn!!” She yelled in excitement. “You wore that dress!”
I should laugh and tell her I could wear it now that Dad's no longer here to tell me not to but all I felt was guilt.
I shouldn't have worn the dress, if I hadn't, then he wouldn't have burnt it.
“Tell me you'll wear it again to somewhere they'll show it on TV again!” She said.
“Don’t forget. I want to brag to everyone that ‘That’s my sister and that's the dress I got her!’”
“I can't, Eva,” my jaws clenched. “Because he burnt it”
Eva went silent. I heard nothing from the other end of the phone for a while but I knew she was still there.
“I'm sorry, Eva” I apologized. “I shouldn't have worn the dress to a place like that”
I shouldn't tell her but I just couldn't bring myself to lie to her.
“That marriage…… you aren't happy, are you?” She asked.
“You are only there because of us, is that not it?” Her voice was starting to get shaky and I was hating myself for picking her call when I was yet to get over what Adrian had done.
“Everything will be fine, Eva.” I assured her.
“As time goes by, we will get to accept each other. Learn to love each other.”
I swallowed a chunk down my throat. Love, that word felt heavy, impossible in fact.
I won't be letting it happen! I will never accept that man as my husband!
“I'll endure this marriage, but I'll never be yours Adrian Kane. I'll fight back someday.”