Chapter 217
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Drake… Of course, how could I forget him. My hands clenched into a fist and my nails dipped in my palms. The mere thought of him reminds me of all the trouble he had caused me before.
He’s the Rogue King, the biggest thorn I had since I took over the Wakeland.
“Altough most of his men were arrested, Drake himself still haven’t been cought,” Albert said while gently sliding his hand onto mind, easing my annoyance as he unclasped my hand.
Massaging the nail marks on my palm, he continued, “He is a very capable and cunning man. And the worse of it all, he’s now freely wandering around the seaside with his last few men.”
I leaned back on Alberts, looking back to all the information Troy sent me before when I asked the security department to look into Drake’s information.
The report said Drake had always been a well-behave and helpful dock worker, so how can an ordinary worker suddenly became the Rogue King? That’s quite a jump.
“… This need to be further looked into,” I voiced out, sitting upright.
“What is?” Albert asked, staring at me, waiting for my words.
With seriousness, I replied with determination, “Drake… Many things about him doesn’t add up. I need to interrogate him personally once we catch him.”
“Well, if you have questions about Drake, I know who you can talk to.”
My attention was instantly pique. “And this is…”
“Flint Miller. He’s the former executive in Wakeland. He and his entire family were in power before. If you have any questions, he’s probably the best one to turn to.”
I nodded. That’s actually a great idea. I’ll surey look into it soon.
“Now, off with that.” A huge smile formed in his lips and his eyes glinted as he swiftly gave me a kiss. “Our house in Wakeland is already ready. Three years ago, Prince Jackson sent people to renovate it. And guess what?”
“There’s a jacuzzi?” I joked.
Laughing, he shook his head. “No! There’s a play room for Aaden. Wait do you want one? A jacuzzi?” he asked, suddenly looking alarmed.
Laughing loudly, I patted his chest. “Calm down, I’m just joking around.”
He shrugged. “Well, if you really want one, all you needed is to ask.”
“I know.” And I did… For three years, he always aimed to make me happy and satisfy. I’m not blind, I’ve seen his great efforts and I couldn't be more thankful. For instance, he gave the credit to Jackson for all his works.
I’ve known Jackson my whole life. As caring and protective he was, he wasn’t that thoughtful. I knew that those little details like play room and detailed renovations were done by him and not Jackson.
“Oh! Before I forgot. We will also held the masked banquet in there.”
Looking at him deeply, I raised my hand and held his cheek, staring in his eyes with so much admiration - as much I could make him see.
“Thank you,” I said, swiftly giving him a kiss. “I know all about your efforts Albert. I see it all. Even when you don’t tell me.”
He raised his hand and grabbed mine that’s holding his cheek, sliding it to his lips, and kissing the back of it. Then, his eyes glinted with excitement and mischieviousness. Smirking with teasement, he asked, “Now… should we start talking about are wedding?”
Suddenly, all emotions in me vanished upong hearing that, and I was frozen. My eyes were on him, but it seemed as though I had been suddenly transferred into another place and I’m staring in an oblivion.
Right… the wedding.
Three years ago, I publicly announced to the press that I’d have my wedding with Albert three years fater once we come back to the Wakeland. But who knew… Who knew that three years would passed by rather too quickly?
And before I knew it… Before this year ends… Albert and I would have our wedding.
I should be glad… ecstatic. But for some reason I couldn’t grasp on, whenever the word wedding or anything connected into it crossed me, I felt empty. There’s no excitement or joy cursing through me.
Because whenever marriage was brought in, I would be reminded of the marriage I had with Kylian. The marriage that ended in failure and pain. And as much as it pain me to admit, I still felt uncomfortable whenever something connected to Kylian was brought in.
I know. I know that it shouldn’t be like this. It’s been so long already. It’s been three years. But still, I couldn’t help it.
Even though its been obvious that Albert and I had been strongly attracted to each other for the past three years, I still couldn’t further what we have. For some reason, I couldn’t complete the mate process with him… I wasn’t just ready enough… not ready to be claimed by him.
The excitement and joy in Albert’s eyes slowly subsided and I felt pained. I knew that what I was doing and feeling was unfair to Albert, but I had no choice. I felt like I’m sick and until now, I haven’t been cured.
“What’s wrong? You don’t want the wedding?” he asked in a calm voice, but as much as he tried to control his tone, it didn’t go unnotice the disappointment and pain he was feeling, especially when his eyes turned gloomy.
Hearing his tone and seeing the sadness in him instantly woke me up from my own emotions.
I immediately forced a huge smile and shook my head, acting like nothing happened. “No, of course not. I was just thinking of what I should wear to the wedding.”
Luckily, he bought it and the light in his eyes immediately went back. “Speaking of that! I already found the best designer in the kingdom!” His smile became wider, continuing, “And she designed thirty sets of dresses just for you.”
My jaw dropped just as my eyeball were about to from how wide it open. Thirty dresses? Not one, two or three, but thirty?
To say I was dumbfounded would be an understatement. Even with my marriage with Kylian, I couldn’t help but be shock with how grand Albert was going into.
Meanwhile, Trisha was as schock as I was. The only difference was, she was more excited.
“Aghhhhhhh! Thirty dresses! Oh my goddess! Let’s try it all! I wonder how beautiful they are. What are they made of? Oh my gosh! We’ll look so beautiful and–”
“Trish, shut up!” I stopped her before she fry my brain with her fast and non-stop chuttering.
Our wedding was only held for one day… where would the remaining 29 be used?
“Suprised?” he asked, “That’s not all. All of those were customizedly designed for you and each include a matching jewelry set.”
Wow… now there were thirty sets of jewelry…
I was shock, but above all, I was moved by his action. And… even guilty at the same time because I still couldn’t stop thinking of Kylian.
“Think straight, Della! Look, you have the most perfect man every girl would dream of right in front of you! Stop thinking about that bastard already!” I scolded myself, feeling even more sorry to Albert.
He squeezed my hand, adding, “I’ll make you and Aaden the happiest people on earth, Della. I swear.”
Without knowing, as all the emotions he brought me, subconsciously made me cry. Showing him my gratitude, I jumped and emrbaced him so hard, saying right into his ears, “Thank you, Albert. Thank you…”
“Della…” he wisphered on my ear while his arm support my waist. “Don’t just say thank you, Della. Act it… act it and forget that man.”
