NEXT DAY....

If anyone had told me that just a day after my fiance dumped me for my stepsister I would be getting married to a stranger, I would never have believed that but after hearing Avery confess to being responsible for my mother's death and also threaten to kill my grandfather if I turned down the marriage proposal I knew I didn't have a choice.

"It's not too late to change your mind." Oliver sighed coming to sit beside me. He had come into my room minutes ago but he didn't say anything to me, he just kept staring at me while I did my best to avoid his gaze.

Shortly after Avery left my room yesterday, Oliver came in and I told him that I was going to get married today and he laughed really hard thinking it was a joke.

He asked me a lot of questions as to why I wanted to do this, and even asked if his mom was the reason but I simply told him that I was doing it because I wanted to. He said he was going to tell our grandpa about my decision but I pleaded with him not to and he reluctantly agreed.

I opened my mouth to give him an answer but my door flew open revealing Avery.

"Your groom is here." She smiled but her brows creased and her smile was soon replaced with scorn when her eyes roamed my body.

"You didn't wear the wedding dress? That was my gift to you."

Avery had gotten me a dress to wear, but I refused to wear it. I just couldn't give her that satisfaction, so I opted for a black coloured gown, it was a sad day for me and the colour of my gown complimented it.

She took a deep breath and exhaled then she shrugged. " Whatever..."

"Just come downstairs." And with that, she was out of sight.

I walked out of the room leaving Oliver in it after Avery left and headed downstairs.

When I walked into the living room, I looked around hoping to see my dad but he was nowhere. I thought that he was at least going to watch me go away, shoving the thoughts away I reminded myself that I expected too much from a man like him. A man who didn't give a shit about me. I didn't even care about Mireya's absence since I knew she was only going to ridicule me.

"Your Dad is yet to return," Avery muttered faking a smile as if she read my thoughts.

I just gave her a look that said I figured that out already before averting my gaze to the two men who I hadn't taken notice of earlier.

One of the men was seated in a wheelchair and wearing a silver mask, only his sea-blue cold eyes, and pink lips were visible the remaining parts of his face were covered, I needed no confirmation to know that he was the groom. Oliver had looked him up yesterday after I told him about the marriage and we found out that Tyrell was disabled and a scarred face after he got into an accodent, not only that his family were once the wealthiest in the country but they had gone bankrupt.

The other man was standing, both of them were dressed casually but the man in the wheelchair emanated some kind of intimidating aura I couldn't fathom as his sea blue eyes met my green ones and I quickly looked away laughing at myself mentally. How could a man stuck in a wheelchair be intimidating?

The man who was standing didn't waste any time before he started talking after which he took out a file from the bag he was holding, placed it on the table in front of the man in the wheelchair, and then handed him a pen. After the man was done signing, he swirled the file to me and placed the pen in front of me without saying a word. I didn't even bother to read the contract, I just signed it. What was the need to go through it when I was still going to have to marry him anyways?

"Congratulations Penelope Tyrell Achilles." The man mumbled picking up the file and putting it back into the bag. Avery clapped grinning from ear to ear and I decided to ignore her. Fury coursed through my veins as I fixed my eyes on her, I was trying so hard to control my temper l didn't want to do something I was going to regret.

Taking a deep breath, I reminded myself that I had a plan which was to get my revenge but for now, I was going to let her think that she had won. I knew bubbles of joy soared in her chest in victory of getting rid of me but she didn't know that just like my surname had changed, I was going to be a dangerous version of myself like no one had ever seen.

I didn't say a word I shifted my eyes from Avery and stared at the man who was standing, he gave me a small smile before he started to speak again.

"We should get going, everyone would be waiting."

"Pennie." I turned around and saw Oliver with my suitcase. I smiled at him, I almost forgot my suitcase.

I wrapped my arms around him and didn't even realise that I was crying until I felt the warm liquid rolling down my face. We hugged each other none of us willing to let go until I took a step and pulled away.

Avery waved at me as I walked out of the door and I just acted like I didn't see her. Oliver strolled all the way with me to the car. The other man helped Tyrell get into the car and put the wheelchair and my suitcase in before shifting his attention to me.

"We have to go," he uttered opening the back seat car's door, and I nodded. I hugged Oliver for the last time, and said goodbye to him after which I got into the car.

The man got behind the wheels and started the car before zooming off. I glanced backward till I could no longer see Oliver. Letting out a long sigh, I averted my gaze and leaned my head on the headrest and allowed my thoughts take over. This wasn't the way I thought I would get married, It felt like a nightmare. I just got married to a man I was seeing for the first time.