Chapter 89 – A Sacrificial Lamb’s Unexpected Marriage

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Oriana chuckled and smiled lightly.

“Mr. Hendrix!” Oriana called out, as the smile on her face had vanished.

Patrick instantly froze.

“Mr. Hendrix, your love has always been for Pamela and Gabriella. Which other love do you wanna give to me? Since the day that you kicked me out of the Hendrix’s family, you kinda ceased to be my father.”

Patrick gazed at Oriana with trembling lips.

“Oriana, this…this… this must be some kind of misunderstanding.”

Deacon wasn’t interested in spending another second in there. He lowered his head and looked at the girl in his embrace.

“Mrs. Armstead, can we go?”

Oriana nodded,

“Yes.”

Deacon took Oriana’s hand and exited the hall.

As soon as the duo left, all eyes fell on the three members of the Hendrix’s family in the hall.

“So the fireworks were for Oriana and not Pamela.”

“Pamela is pathetic!”

“Who has Oriana’s phone number? Boss Armstead loves her so much, I want to be her friend!”

In the snap of a finger, the distinguished guest in the hall had left. They were all high–

ranking individuals from across Los Angeles. Pamela, Monica and Patrick instantly became laughingstocks.

Pamela clenched her fists and ran outside. Soon, she stopped.

The entire hotel was covered with fluffy wool carpets, and the romantic gauze flowers were scattered on the floor. The staff stood respectfully.

Deacon held Oriana’s hand and walked over. Everyone quickly bowed their heads and cheered,

“Happy birthday, madam!”

Oriana was startled by the situation. She looked at Deacon beside her and said,

“Tell them not to bow.”

Deacon smirked.

“Mrs. Armstead, keep your head high. You’re the boss’s woman!”

Deacon reached out and carried her. Oriana didn’t expect that he would carry her infront of such crowd. She wrapped her arms around his neck and let out a low exclamation.

“Mr. Armstead, what are you doing?”

She didn’t weigh up to sixty pounds. Deacon easily carried her in his arms, as he walked steadily down the red carpet.

“If Mrs. Armstead is shy, she can hide in my arms.”

Oriana was really embarrassed by the situation, so she pressed her face against his sturdy chest and allowed him carry her all the way down.

Once they arrived the elevator, it was opened as they walked in, disappearing from all eyes.

Pamela stood by as she watched the scenario. She felt a sharp knife pierce through her heart. She was filled with rage and hatred.

To her, she was meant to be in Deacon’s arms!

Pamela hastily ran forward, wanting to chase after Deacon. But she was quickly stopped by one of the staff.

“Please stop ma’am. Our CEO has taken his wife to the top floor to celebrate her birthday. You can’t go in.”

“Please leave immediately, or we’ll call the security.”

Patrick and Monica ran out. They grabbed Pamela and kept apologizing,

“I’m sorry, let’s go now. Pamela, please, let’s go!” They both pulled Pamela away.

Deacon took Oriana to the top floor and said,

“Open the door yourself.”

Oriana reached out and pushed open the door. With a bang, the balloon inside exploded, and countless golden ribbons and balloons feel on Oriana.

Oriana looked inside with shock. The walls and roof of the top floor were made of glass.

When she Hooked she could see the dazzling blue sky and it’s numerous stars.

“Wow, how beautiful.” Oriana maundered in admiration.

Deacon leaned against the door lazily with his hands in his trousers pocket. The girl before him was wearing a nude pink tulle dress. Her pure, long hair was braided on both sides.

Deacon walked over and placed a wreath of flowers on her head.

“My princess, do you like it here?”

Oriana turned to him and nodded happily. She tiptoed and kissed his lips.

“I like it, thank you, Mr. Armstead.”

Deacon wrapped his arms around her waist and led her to the front of the cake. Then he lit the candle with a lighter.

“Princess, what birthday wish do you have? Make a wish now.”

Oriana clasped her hands together and closed her eyes.

Her wish for her twentieth birthday was that she would still be loved by Deacon the following year and years to come. She wished that Deacon would always be by her side.

“I’ve made a wish. I’m going to blow out the candles.” Oriana opened her eyes and blew out all the candles.

“Happy birthday to me!”

Deacon whispered in her ear,

“Mrs. Armstead, what did you wish for?”

“If I tell you, then my wishes won’t work.” Oriana replied and stuck out her tongue at him.

“Mrs. Armstead, you’re already a year older. You should learn to be more realistic. Only if you tell me your wish, then it’ll come to pass.”

Oriana looked at him and snorted,

“I won’t tell you!”

Deacon chuckled then handed her the knife,

“Princess, let’s cut the cake.”

Oriana took the knife and cut out the cake. However, she soon discovered that there was something hidden in the cake that she had cut.

She sliced the cake and saw that there was a diamond ring in it.

The diamond was dazzled and shinning.

Oriana turned to look at the man beside her. Her lashes shivered, she questioned slowly.

“Mr. Armstead, you got this for me?”

“Do you like it?” Deacon replied, his eyes staring interestedly at her.

Oriana raised her chin and said arrogantly,

“Mr. Armstead, just go ahead and confess your love to me.”

“You’re bold, aren’t you?” Deacon snatched the ring from her hands. He took out a handkerchief from his breast pocket and wiped it. Once he was done, he slide the ring into her middle finger. And then sealed her lips with a kiss.

Oriana was dizzy from the kiss. His kiss was so passionate that it only didn’t take her breathe away, but it was as though he wanted eating her up.

Oriana turned her head to avoid him. Her fingers picked up a piece of cake and wiped it on his left cheek.

“Mr. Armstead, you’re too bad!”

The kiss was abrupted. Deacon stared at her lips which had reddened from the kiss. It was even more tempting than dessert.

Deacon clasped her shoulder and pressed his cheek to her face.

“Lick it off, or I’ll have you here.”

What?

Oriana’s heart suddenly pounded heavily. She was so frightened that she quickly stuck out her tongue and licked the cake off his face.

Deacon smiled satisfactorily. Oriana raised her right foot and kissed him.

“Mr. Armstead, is today your birthday or mine?”

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