139 Friend (1/2)

Carl's happiness was short-lived as Chamberlain returned just before lunch.

”Happy married life,” Carl wished him jovially but he couldn't hide the mockery in his tone.

Chamberlain was in a three-piece suit, he looked as dashing as ever but for a man who just got married to his childhood sweetheart, he did not seem happy.

”Wipe that dirty smirk off your face, let's eat.” He was obviously annoyed so he decided to poke a sore spot, ”Besides, don't act like you finally got her, or did you?”

It might appear so but he made progress yesterday, didn't she open up to him on her own?

Of course Chamberlain had no idea he was hitting cotton.

”For a married man, why are you more concerned about me than your WIFE?” Carl struck a nerve by emphasizing the word wife, almost as if he did not want Chamberlain to forget about his predicament.

Chamberlain's mouth twitched. He had an urge to smack Carl. He simply shook his head to clear his thoughts before dragging Carl by his hand.

He ran his hands through his hair in frustration, ”Why should I go with you? Aren't you afraid that people might misunderstand us? You just got married, you should be eating lunch with your wife and not me.”

”Who said we aren't eating lunch together? As my person, you just have to accompany me.” Chamberlain shamelessly tried to convince to come along.

Carl shook of his hands, ”No! I don't want any weird rumours about me.”

Chamberlain laughed heartily. Making Carl blush in embarrassment.

”Stop teasing me,” Carl muttered.

”With your low voice you might make people misunderstand. She's already in the car, let's go.” He said, grabbing his hand again.

”No.” Carl said shaking his head. ”That would be inappropriate and she wouldn't like it. And what if it gets on the news? I bet there are a few reporters outside.”

”Then just drive us to Blue Bell, they won't be able to get in anyway.”

”Fine, let go of my hand but you won't be able to escape your wedding night.” After speaking, Carl walked ahead leaving Chamberlain behind.

He might be able to delay it, but for how long? Chamberlain closed his eyes and massaged his neck.

'The things I do for family,' He mumbled before walking out.

…

”Carl, you're eating with us?” Lena gave him a questioning glance. She had assumed he was only driving them to have lunch, now they were together in a private room.

”I'd rather not,” Carl muttered.