Everyone in the hall thought we were a real loving couple, which was totally wrong.
"Mr. James, do you still love Miss Smith?"
Alex seemed angry ,worried and confident at the same time, but he smartly answered.
"I wouldn't say I love her, but I like her of course, she is a good woman, but not for me though now. I have the world's most caring, loving and sweet wife."
I smiled at him, pretending to. My inner body was crying of all the lies. After a few more questions, the reporters seemed to have had enough info about us.
"Mr and Mrs. James, you are very lucky to have each other, we wish you a happy life together."
"We indeed are and thankyou everyone for your well wishes." I and Alex said together.
Everyone dispersed, we were alone, at last I could free myself. I let few drops of tears drip down.
Suddenly a thumb wiped out all the tears, it was Alex.
I looked at him. For the first time his eye seemed warm. I looked around to see if anyone was watching but no one was.
"Alex stop pretending, no ones there"
"Liv..."
"Stop calling me Liv, it's not my name"
"I shall call you whatever I please, you're my wife"
"Fake, wife"
"Livian, Stop it, you know I don't like you speaking too much. Keep your mouth shut."
"Yeah, that's why you married me"
"LIVIANA, Stop it"
"Why..."
Alex's phone rung and that stopped me from speaking. I saw Anna's name shining on the screen. He picked it up.
"Hi babe"
"Yes the the interview was good."
"You know it was only for the interview, I love YOU"
"How's granpa Smith?"
"Well give him greetings from me"
"I love you too"
I sat there, listening ever single fu**ing word.
"Let's go." Alex said bluntly.
We entered the car, once again I was pulled to Alex. I sat without saying a word. As soon as we reached home and the driver went away, I got out of Alex's hold and ran to my room. I locked it and slid down crying. My life was a living hell.
I wanted to die, my parents won't allow me back to their house. Just then my phone rung, it was mother-in-law.
"Good morning mother"
"Good morning sweetheart."
"How are you?"
"I'm all good. I saw your interview today, you both seem to have started liking each other huh?"
Mother knew we didn't like each other when we first got married. But she didn't know we hated each other now too.
"Yes, we have started to get used to each other."
"Good, I'll hang up now, you father wants more food."
"Bye mother"
"Bye dear"
Once again I started to cry, I never cried this much before my marriage. There was a knock on the door.
"Liviana open the door."
"Go away Mr. James"
"LIVIANA open the door"
"...." I knew I had to open the door or Alex would be very angry. But before I could get up, I tripped over the glass bottle, that had fallen accidently and fell hard on the floor, with the broken glass tearing into my foot.
I screamed.
"AAHHHHHHHHHH"
"Liviana, what's goin...OPEN THE FUKING DOOR!!"
Alex sounded worried for some reason.
But I had no energy to get up, my head was hurt and bleeding and my foot had pieces of broken glass, bleeding my foot like hell.
"Liviana! open the door, what's going on!!!!!!!!!!?"
"Alex....I..I Cann't ge..get upp...I'm h...u...hurt"
Alex broke the door as soon as he heard my broken voice, coming in he watched in horror as my head and foot bled continuously.
"LIV..What happened?" he asked worriedly.
I couldn't speak. He scooped me in his arms and ran down, I was holding my tears, it hurt really bad.
He ran for the car, ignoring the worried looks of the servants. He dropped me gently on the front passenger seat, then tied the seat belt. He hurriedly got into the drivers seat and started the car.
"Liv, Talk to me"
"..."
"Livian TALK TO ME DAMMIT"
"...It...Hur...hurts"
"Hold on we'll be in the hospital soon"
"It...Pai..pains badly Alex"
"You'll be fine, breath in....out.....again...In....out"
We reached the hospital which was over crowded. Alex scooped me again and and ran for the VVIP floor.
And then he yelled at the doctors to take me to the emergency room. I was placed in a stretcher and was taken inside, Alex followed.
He held my hands tightly.
"Don't worry love, you'll be fine"
I did not knew if he was pretending again or was it real. But whatever it was it soothed me.
Soon I was given an injection which made me sleep, I woke up to find myself in a hospital room. Bandage on my head. Several bandages on my foot, which still hurt like hell. Then I saw Alex still holding my hand tightly, sleeping with his head near my legs.