“Are you all right?” Jemma asked Jerome as they posed for their post wedding photos.
“Yes, I’m fine. Why do you ask?”
“No reason. I’m just happy that the ceremony went off without a hitch.”
“Were you afraid that something would happen?”
“Yes. When the priest said, ‘If anyone sees any reason why these two should not be wed, let them speak now or forever hold their peace’, I was afraid that your ex would say something.“
“Well, thankfully, she didn’t show up and ruin things for us.” Should I tell her about the phone call now rather than wait until after the honeymoon? He still couldn’t figure out how Juliette knew where to reach him. Who could have told her where the wedding was taking place?
“Do you think she could still show up?”
“No. I don’t think she would.” He sincerely hoped not. Perhaps, he should make sure that she didn’t.
When they finished taking the wedding photos, they went to the reception where they enjoyed a banquet fit for a king and queen before having their first dance as newlyweds. Later in the evening while everyone was having a great time, he excused himself and went to the washroom. After he left there, he went somewhere quiet to make a phone call.
Juliette was lying on the bed, crying. The thought of Jerome marrying another woman was unbearable. How could he do it? How could he go through with it? She wished she could hate him but she couldn’t. She loved him so much it hurt. If only she had the guts to go over there and confront him. She should have done that instead of calling him but she didn’t want to make a scene. And she didn’t want to get Ben in trouble. Ben was Jerome’s best man. She called him after she tried Jerome’s cell and got no answer. Most likely, he had turned it off. It was Ben who told her where the wedding was taking place after she called and begged him to.
As soon as she hung up the phone, she ran to her laptop and googled the name of the place. After debating whether or not to go in person, she decided to call instead. It was urgent that she spoke to him. She had something very urgent to tell him but she couldn’t do it over the phone. It had to be face to face but he didn’t want to hear anything and he hung up on her. Short of going over there and disrupting the wedding, there wasn’t anything she could do now but wait. She had to wait until after his honeymoon to tell him that–
The phone rang. She sat up and reached for it, hoping that it was him. “Hello?”
“Jerome. I really need to see you.”
“What you have to say to me can wait until after I return from my honeymoon.”
“Can’t you tell me over the phone?”
“No, I can’t.”
“Well, tonight’s out of the question. I’ll come and see you tomorrow.”
“Yes, I promise. I have to go now.”
“I’ll-I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Goodnight, Jerome.” After she hung up, she sat up and dried her eyes. She was going to see Jerome tomorrow and she was going to tell him that–she was pregnant…