The Accidental Wife (Emily and Julian)

It had been almost two months since my mother's birthday party. Emily and 1 had grown closer to one another, but I had to say that ever since the party, things hadn't been the same for me. Whether I wanted to admit it or not, I was slowly falling for Emily. It was hard not to fall for her. Not when she was amazing at everything.

There was something that

stood between us though. I couldn't forget what Chester had told her at the party. We never talked about it, and I didn't have enough courage to ask her if she still had feelings for him or not. I was scared of what she might say. What if she still had feelings for him?

As for me. I had no feelings for Fiona anymore and my feelings for Emily had only been growing. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know if I was ready to admit to her that I really wanted more than just being friends with benefits with her, but I was scared of being rejected. We were at my parents' place for Thanksgiving. She looked adorable in her beige skin and olive-green pullover. I just wanted to pull her towards me and kiss the

hell out of her. Did I even have the right to do that! Theoretically, I was her husband, and she was my wife, but our relationship wasn't nomal

"I can't really decide if the way you're looking at her is cute or creepy. My sister's voice pulled me out of my thoughts. "Are you falling for her, dear brother!"

"I'm not and it's not like she's ever going to be mine anyway. She doesn't really care about me." I looked down, shoving my hands in my pockets as I leaned against a wall. "Really?" I could hear the smirk in Harne

Harper's voice. "Oh my God, Julian, are you okay?" she basically screeched, catching me off guard.

Within a second, I found Emily in front of me. "What's going on? Are you hurt!" I loved the concern in her voice. What was I supposed to tell her!

"Don't worry. He got dizzy for a second," Harper lied to my wife.

"Do you want to sit down! Do you want me to get you something to eat?" Emily asked me in that sweet voice of hers.

"Come here." I mumbled, pulling her towards me and hugging her. It was honestly an excuse to feel her body against mine. I'm okay. Harper just likes to exaggerate," assured her.

"I can still sneak you something to eat before dinner. She grinned, looking up at me, causing me to laugh and give her a peck on the lipsThis is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"I'm good, sunshine." She nodded and walked back to the kitchen.

"So much for not wanting to marry her," Harper teased me, making me roll my eyes. I was angry when I was first told that I would marry Emily, but

was now thankful. I was mad at my parents for choosing my bride for me, but I was starting to wonder if I could ever find anybody better than Emily.

"Don't be an idiot. She likes you a lot. I don't want to jump to conclusions, but I think that she loves you. Make a move before it's too late," Harper advised me before heading to the kitchen to help them out.

I went to help Dad and Harper's husband, Ansel, with whatever they were doing. I wanted to keep my mind distracted. The thing was, no matter what I did, I couldn't keep Emily out of my mind. She was conquering my thoughts.

When I heard somebody let out a short scream inside, I dashed inside along with Dad and Ansel. I found Emily on the floor with Mum and Harper already beside her. She was holding her wrist and I could see tears brimming in her eyes, "What happened?" I asked, carefully pulling her up.

"1 slipped and fell on my wrist," she replied, still holding her wrist close to her chest.

"Hey, let me check it out. I took a first-

aid class," I told her. Hesitantly, she allowed me to check it. Luckily, it wasn't bruised and there was no discoloring, which meant that it wasn't broken. I carefully started to move it, which caused her to wince, but she still managed to move it. "Not broken, sunshine." I assure "Mum, do you have one of those removable casts? She will need to wear one for a day or two," I told her.

"Are you sure she doesn't need to be taken to the hospital" Amel asked me.

"Yes, but let's just wait for an hour. If anything happens, I will take her," I replied.

"Now, go sit down. No more helping in the kitchen, Mum told her. Emily was about to say something, but Mum stopped her. "Don't even think about arguing with me. I'm not going to let you work with a sprained wrist."

"You got a free pass, use it!" Harper gently nudged her.

"Okay" My wife nodded and we all waited for Mum to get the removable cast.

After putting the cast around her wrist, I took her with me to the backyard, not liking the idea of leaving her alone. I had the urge to know about the previous Thanksgivings she had. I wanted to know which season she loved the most. I wanted to get to know every single

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"Can I help with anything!" she asked my dad.. "I still have one hand in good condition."

"Emily, if I let you do something, my wife would kill me." He chuckled, making her bugh.

"I'm just used to doing something," she said.

"And you get to rest today." I pulled her from her uninjured hand and took her away from the grill. "Does it hurt!"

"A little."

"Iran take y

you to the hospital now if you

want. What if I made a wrong decision and she was really hurt?

She shook her head. "I can move it around. It just hurts. That's all"

"You look beautiful today." I blurted, earning a look of astonishment from her.

Thank you." Her cheeks reddened and all I wanted to do was kiss the hell out of them,

"Listen, I started but didn't know how to let the words out. I wanted to take her out on an actual date. To many people that might seem stupid, but our marriage was unique. "Is everything okay?" She frowned

"Yeah. I just want to ask if-"I was about to do it, but Mum had to call us to tell us that everything was ready.

-What's going

Emily asked me.

"I will tell you when we're home." She nodded

We all headed inside to set the table. I was excited to get back home to pour my heart out to her. What if H well. What if she actually liked me? What if I had a chance with her?

if Harper was right? Emily was

y was treating ne

"Emily, I think you have sone new

ew messages. Your phone kept beeping." Harper said, handing Emily her phone. I watched as Emily checked it and saw how her face changed.

"Is everything okay?" I asked her

"It's she didn't meet my eyes. I was getting more worried. "Chester." My blood instantly started boiling upon hearing his name.

"What does he want?" Did I have the right to be angry? Did I need to remind myself who I truly was to her!

Instead of saying anything, she handed me her phone.

Happy Thanksgiving, Emily.

I miss you

Do you

think we can talk!

"What are you going to say to him!" I calmly asked her. I wasn't angry at her. I was scared that she might have feelings for Chester. She might

choose him over me.

"Nothing." She shrugged.

"Has he texted you before?" I couldn't help but ask.

came out easily.

"Yes, but I didn't reply" Her answers came

During the whole dinner, I tried to act like the texts didn't bother me, but it was hard to do so. I was going out of my mind. My mind kept playing the worst scenarios. I pictured her leaving me for him. I saw her in his arms, and I wanted to set the whole place on fire. No, the wasn't his girl anymore.

She was mine.

She was my wife.

I didn't know when and how it happened, but I was fully attracted to her. I found myself thinking about her 24/7, She probably didn't know, but she had ine wrapped around her fingers and I was ready to do anything for her.

"Is everything okay?" she asked me as I drove us back home.

"Yes," I muttered, keeping my eyes on the road. "Do you want me to take you to the hospital?" I asked her.

y wrist is fine, but clearly you're not. I wasn't sure if she was observant, or it was just easy to spot my anger. What was I supposed to tell her?