Chapter 14. Guilt


    ?Tiffany POV ?


    After taking instructions from uncle I climbed upstairs. Here I am standing nervously outside his study


    room.


    What should I say to him. My hands are covered in sweat. Like seriously, why should I be afraid of him.


    I took a deep breath and knocked the door. His deep masculine voice came from inside which can


    drove any woman go crazy. Well I don''t want topliment him but its true.


    ?Arthur Brown?


    She lightly stepped in and slowly walk towards me and stand opposite to me. Wow this fiercy cat has


    "Do you need anything?" I asked her in a serious voice. She is ying with her fingers, seems like she


    is nervous.


    "Mmm....actually ..I" for the first time she is shuttering and her voice was soft.


    I raised my left eyebrow giving her a questioning look.


    "Arthur could you please tell me where is my room? I want rest for sometime."


    Oh I think to much. sigh.


    "Other rooms are dirty you can use my room for today. Turn right and at the corner you will see a room


    all alone" like me.


    She smiled and was about to turn but stopped in midway and asked that question which I never want to


    hear.


    "By the way where is you mother. I haven''t met her yet"


    My blood boil in anger "Who gave you the audacity to ask me questions. I marry you that doesn''t mean


    that you think yourself as Mrs.Brown. You are nothing for me only a wife for name sake.


    And you have nothing that will attract a man towards you. Never ever ask this question again or else


    you will see real Arthur Brown. Get lost" I yelled at her.


    Tears roll down her cheeks and she apologized in a feeble voice "I am sorry, next time I will remember


    my ce"


    With that saying she left room and run away. I closed my eyes and calmed my mind and heart.


    God what I did. She know nothing about my past and I vent my anger on her which she don''t deserve.


    I rubbed my temples in frustration. Should I go and ask for her forgiveness. What if she wants to leave?


    Then what will I say to dad. I''ve done wrong and its my responsibility to make her happy. I should not


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    torture for my sins.


    And for that so called mother ''Hellen Taylor'' just wait how I am going to destroy your Taylor family.


    I slowly open my room door and saw Tiffany, crying hard while sitting on floor, hugging her knees.


    Her tears made me feel guilty. Arthur you are such a bastard. I also sit on space beside her.


    "I am sorry Tiffany, I don''t want to shout on you but I was unable to control my anger."


    She sniffed "Its okay I should not ask you about your family after all I am no one one to you. And I know


    you only marry me for your dad."


    Her eyes were red and tears were rushing down them non stop. My heart was throbbing with pain.


    I tried to lift her mood "I never knew that my wild secretary is a cry baby"


    And I seeded in my attempt. She red at me and wiped her tears.


    "Who said I am a cry baby. I also do have heart which you hurt. B''coz you don''t have heart. God has


    granted you with stone instead if heart. Humph!"


    She looks cute when she bes angry. I felt bad at her words. Heart, ones upon a time I was the


    most kind hearted and innocent child.


    "Tiffany I promise you I will not shout on you again. Now go and wash your face. Eww... look at your


    pretty face it is ruined by these thick ck lines"


    I picked a little drop of ck liquid mark from her face and showed to her. Sheughed and believe me


    I''ve never heard this melodicughter other than her''s


    "You said I have nothing that could attract a man?"


    "I was angry so I uttered non sense. But I like brown shade more that white" I said winking at her.


    She stoppedughing and said something which I never expected from her.


    "Arthur, I don''t know how much months or years we are going to live together but we can''t fight like this


    and act like enemies."


    "So what do you want?" I asked her suspiciously


    She extended her hands "Be my friend"


    I looked at her like a dumb person. Did I hear right? She want me to be her friend.


    "Will you?" She again asked and there was hope in her eyes and voice.


    "Friends" I caught her hand in a handshake and she grinned.