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Saylor laughed and cried and then laughed some more.The babies seemed to be celebrating, kicking and rolling around with the laughter.
“Yes.Yes, I’ll marry you.”After the hugging and crying ceased, Remington was smart enough to look at her and ask another very important question.
“Honey, do you want your parents here?” he asked.
“No,” she said adamantly.“Absolutely not.I know they’d cause trouble.I’ll call them and tell them I’m getting married but I will not let them know where or when.”
“Okay, it’s up to you but we’d support you no matter what,” said Nell.
“Uncle Sor, can you walk me down the aisle?”
“I’d be honored,” he said smiling at her.“Let’s call your folks first and get this over with.”
They wanted to make sure that the call was scrambled and unable to be tracked so they made it from the comms room.Hiro dialed the number and waited for someone to answer.It took nine rings before they picked up.
“Hello?”
“D-dad?Dad, it’s Saylor.”
“Where are you?You lied.I knew you were lying to us.Where are you?We’ll come and get you.”
“Dad, you’re not going to come and get me.I’m not coming back there.I’m getting married today to a wonderful man that I love very much and we’re expecting a child.”She looked at Remington, and he nodded, understand why she wouldn’t mention twins to them.
“You’re a whore,” he said bluntly.
“You will do well to watch your tongue about my wife,” said Remington.
“She’s not your wife yet,” said George Carver.
“She is my wife in every way that matters but legally, she will be my wife by the end of the day.If you can’t speak to her respectfully, you won’t speak to her at all.”
There was silence on the other end of the call and then whispering in the background.
“Our agreement was that you would return here and marry one of the Yeager boys and that’s what you’ll do.”
“I’m afraid I never agreed to that, Dad.I’m not sure how you believe this is normal but father’s don’t force their children to marry.They offer love and support and help them to live their dreams, which is what I’m doing.”
“I told your mother that allowing you to go to college was wrong.I should have made you marry the Yeager boy before you left.Now they’re angry and you’re nothing but a whore.”
“I warned you once,” said Remington, “you will not speak to my wife like that again.She’s done what she wanted to do, now listen to me.If you so much as attempt to call, text or find her, I will find you and you will not like the outcome.And you can tell your Yeager boys, they’ll have to look for a wife somewhere else.This one is taken.”
Remington hung up the phone and looked at Saylor’s face, pale and hurt.
“It’s done, honey.They know and you’re free.”She gave a pained smiled and shook her head.
“I don’t think you understand, Remington.I won’t ever be free from them.”
CHAPTER SEVEN
Saylor was surprised to see how many people showed up for their wedding.She knew there were a lot of people on the property, but other than the wedding where she’d met Remington, she’d never seen them all in one place, focused on her.
It was overwhelming.When there was a moment that she could catch her breath, she ducked out and found a cool spot beneath the trees of the gardens.The fountain lulled her into a sense of peace and tranquility.
“You found my favorite spot,” said a deep voice.
“Oh, hello,” she smiled.“You’re George, right?”
“That’s right, honey.Are you feelin’ sad?I was sensin’ sad but no cryin’.”
