The Perfect Wife (Misled Mail Order Brides #3)
Chapter One
The Day of Natalie and Mark’s Wedding
Omaha, Nebraska
Natalie Harper could barely contain her excitement as she
dressed for her wedding day. At ten, she would stand before the
preacher and exchange vows with Mark Larson, the most wonderful man
in the world. Even though she hadn’t seen Mark since yesterday
afternoon, the memory of his kiss still made her lips
tingle.
She checked her reflection in the mirror one
last time. Her simple white dress that she’d inherited from her
mother was a perfect fit. And her long blonde hair hung in waves
down her back. She couldn’t think of anything else she could do to
make herself more presentable.
Soon, she’d be standing next to Mark and
pledging to share the rest of her life with him. She had hoped to
marry for love when she came to Omaha. Yes, the man she had
expected to marry had turned out to be a horrible person, but then
she was introduced to Mark and his twin brother, Tony. After
sharing a few dinners with the two men, she fell in love with Mark,
and, thankfully, he had fallen in love with her.
Velma, no doubt, wasn’t going to be all that
pleased to marry Tony, but the two had agreed to abide by Mark’s
decision. Yesterday, Mark had come out to propose to Natalie. He
had made his choice. Natalie would have smoothed things over with
Velma if she was still sharing a room with her in Owen and Jenny
Russell’s house. But Velma was staying at Mark and Tony’s parents’
residence instead. There was no time to pay Velma a visit. She
would just have to talk to Velma this morning before the
ceremony.
She went to the dresser where she had laid
out her grandmother’s shawl. She placed the Bible she had received
when she was a little girl on it and then placed the lilac Jenny
had given her that morning on top of it. Then she wrapped the Bible
and flower up with the shawl. After everything was secure, she
picked it up and gently set it in her arms so she wouldn’t crush
the flower.
“Are you ready?”
Not realizing someone else was in the room,
she turned to the door and saw Jenny, poking her head through the
doorway.
“I finally got Jeremy and Carl into the
wagon,” Jenny said. “They’re old enough to be good, but they’re
sure they’ll get bored during the ceremony. Emma is the only one
who’s excited about it.”
Natalie chuckled. “I think it’s because she’s
a girl. Weddings are romantic.”
“They are.” Jenny smiled at her. “I promise
the boys will behave. They won’t get dessert otherwise. In the
meantime, Owen has your trunk in the back. He said he’ll put it in
Mark’s carriage once we get to the church.
“Thank you for everything,” Natalie replied
as she went over to her. “You and Owen have been very nice to let
Velma and me stay here while we waited to get married.”
“We enjoyed having you both here.” Jenny
hugged her. “Mark and Tony are good men. You and Velma will be very
happy with them.”
Natalie returned her hug then left the
room.
When they arrived at the church, Preacher Ben
Martin hurried over to the wagon. “Since this is a double wedding,
we’re having Richard Larson bring Velma in from one side of the
church.” He focused on Owen. “Do you intend to escort Natalie down
the aisle?”
Owen nodded. “That’s fine with me.” He
glanced at Natalie, as if asking her if she wanted him to do
it.
“Yes,” she told the preacher as she secured
the shawl, Bible, and lilac in one arm. “Owen can be the one to
lead me down the aisle to Mark.”
“Very well.” The preacher helped Natalie down
from the wagon. “I’ll lead you and Owen to the side of the church.
Richard and Velma will be on the other side. That way, you two
won’t bump into each other on your way in.”
Though Ben chuckled, Natalie sensed a
hesitation in his voice. Before she could give it any thought,
Jenny touched her shoulder. She turned to face her.
“I’ll go into the church with Jeremy, Carl,
and Emma,” Jenny said, motioning to her children. Then she smiled.
“Next time we talk, you’ll be Mrs. Mark Larson.”
Natalie’s face flushed with pleasure. She
liked the sound of that. Up to now, the whole thing seemed like a
dream. But it suddenly dawned on her that this was really
happening. She was actually going to get married today. Sure, she
came to Omaha expecting to get married, but she thought she was
going to marry Mr. Dodson. She hadn’t even known Mark existed at
the time. So much had changed in the short time she’d been here.
Instead of marrying a stranger, she was marrying a man she had
fallen in love with, and better yet, he had fallen in love with
her.
“We’ll go over to this side of the church,”
the preacher told Owen and Natalie.
Taking Owen’s arm, Natalie let him lead her
to the church. She briefly caught sight of Velma and noted how
beautiful Velma looked. Tony would be pleased. But then, Tony was
in love with her. He would have been pleased even if she’d worn
rags.
Velma might think she needed fancy gowns and
money in order to be happy. Having grown up with very little,
Natalie knew such wasn’t the case. Her parents had loved each
other, and they had passed on that love to her and her younger
sisters and brothers. People didn’t need wealth to be happy. They
just needed to be with someone who loved them and could accept them
as they were.
Once they reached the side of the church, the
preacher said, “Everyone else is already here. We’ll get started in
five minutes. Do you have a pocket watch?”
“I think so.” Owen patted the pockets of his
suit and pulled it out. “Yep. It’s right here.”
“Good. I’ll tell Richard and Velma we’ll get
started in five minutes.” The preacher hurried off to the other
side of the small building.
Owen chuckled. “I’ve never seen a preacher so
eager to get someone married.”
Natalie laughed. “Maybe it’s because it’s a
double wedding. There’s twice the joy in such an event, don’t you
think?”
“Yes, I suppose there is. Of course, Ben and
Mark have been friends since they were children. I think they were
six when they met. Mark stopped another boy from trying to steal
Ben’s lunch.”
“He did?” That was a lovely thing for Mark to
do.
Owen smiled at her. “You can’t go wrong with
a Larson. They will do anything they can to help others out.”
“I’m glad it never worked out with Mr.
Dodson. I can’t believe he was going to auction me, Velma, and
Angela off just so he could get money. I’m glad Sep told you what
was happening so you could free us. Now, saying all of that, I
would go through that experience all over again if it means I could
be marrying Mark today.” She hugged him then let go of him. “I have
so much to be thankful for. You and Jenny have been so kind to take
me and Velma in.”
“We’re just glad things turned out alright,”
he replied. “Mr. Dodson and those men could have done worse. There
are some things I’ve seen in my years of law enforcement that I
hope I never see again.”
She was tempted to ask him what could have
been worse than what she’d gone through, but it was time to go into
the church.
When they got inside, Richard and Velma were
already waiting to be summoned to the front. At the moment, a
middle-aged man was playing the violin, and Mark and Tony were
standing on either side of the preacher. Natalie tried to figure
out which twin was Mark and which was Tony, but she couldn’t. The
two were dressed in the same suit. Not only that, but their hair
was combed in the same manner, and Tony had shaved his stubble.
She glanced at Owen. Would he know which man
to take her to?
Catching a movement out of the corner of her
eye, she turned her attention to Velma. Velma offered her a smile.
That was a promising sign. Velma was willing to marry Tony after
all. Relieved that things were going to be alright between them,
Natalie returned her smile.
The violinist began a different song, and the
preacher waved them forward. Richard led Velma down the aisle. Owen
and Natalie followed a few steps behind. Once they were at the
altar, the preacher instructed Velma to go to the twin on the
right, so Natalie went to the twin on the left.
To make sure she had the right twin, Natalie
whispered, “Mark?”
He nodded, took her hand in his, and squeezed
it. Well, that was good. It’d be embarrassing to end up with the
wrong twin.
The preacher began the ceremony, and at
first, Natalie thought he was speaking a different language because
she couldn’t understand anything he was saying. She’d only heard
one person who could speak that fast, and that was her great uncle
when he was overseeing an auction.
She focused on him in hopes to filtering out
the parts of the ceremony that related directly to her. She knew
she had to say “I do” at some point. But for the life of her, she
couldn’t make out when that was supposed to be until he looked at
her expectantly.
Startled, she stumbled for a moment then
finally managed to say, “I do.”
Mark followed suit, and then the preacher was
back to his whirlwind spiel. She ended up giving up on trying to
decode his words. She had no idea why he was doing this. Surely, he
didn’t speak at such a speed during his sermons. If he did, no one
would attend this church. No one wanted to work this hard to figure
out what the preacher was saying.
Finally, the preacher announced that each
couple was married and told the couples to kiss. Mark lowered his
head to hers and gave her a kiss that was just as fast as the
ceremony.
Then, right after the preacher brushed past
them, Mark took her hand and hurried with her down the aisle and
out of the church.
This wasn’t anything like she had imagined
her wedding would be. She had dreamt of this moment her entire
life. She had pictured a wonderful ceremony where the preacher
spoke about the virtues of marriage while the groom snuck sweet
glances her way to let her know how excited he was to be marrying
her. She, in turn, would blush and offer a shy smile in return.
Once the ceremony was done, they were to stay
and talk with family and friends. People would congratulate them.
The women would offer her advice as she began her new life as a
wife, and the men would tell Mark what to expect as a husband.
Then, when everyone had spent enough time together, Mark was to
lead her to her carriage where everyone would wave and wish them
many happy years together.
But none of that happened. Instead, Mark
whisked her out of the church and led her to his carriage, which
was waiting for them at the entrance.
Mark urged her into the carriage, and she
barely had time to sit before he was shutting the door. Before she
could ask him what was going on, the carriage moved forward and she
fell against Mark.
Mark chuckled and brought his arm around her
shoulders. “Don’t worry. I’ll keep you steady.”
“What’s going on?” she asked. “Why are we in
such a hurry?”
“I have to take care of some business before
the hour is up. I told the client I was getting married, but he has
to leave Omaha shortly, so I promised to meet with him. You don’t
mind, do you?” He shot her a heart-melting smile that put all of
her questions to rest.
“No, I don’t mind.” She shifted so that she
was more comfortable. “I’m surprised, that’s all.”
“I would have told you before we married, but
you know it’s bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the
wedding.”
“Is it? I never heard that.”
“Oh, yes. It’s true. Ben says it’s important
that the groom and bride wait until the actual ceremony before
seeing each other.”
She’d take his word for it. She opened the
shawl to make sure the lilac was still alright. Fortunately, all of
the commotion hadn’t damaged it.
He gave her a kiss. “You’re a wonderful wife.
I’m excited that we’ll get to spend the rest of our lives
together.”
“I’m excited, too.” She showed him the items
on her lap. “I have my grandmother’s shawl, my childhood Bible, and
the lilac your aunt Jenny gave me to remind myself of this day. I
plan to tuck the lilac at the very beginning of the book of Ruth.
Did you know that book is a romance?”
“No, I didn’t.”
“It is, and since you and I have a beautiful
romance, it’ll always remind me of this day. Then when I tell our
children about how we met and got married, I can show these things
to them.”
“I had no idea you were sentimental.”
“I like to remember good things when they
happen. Today is one of the best days of my life. I want to make
the most of it.”
“Well, I’m glad you ended up with me instead
of someone else. From the moment we met, I knew I wanted to marry
you.”
He did? “How is that possible when you didn’t
know anything about me?”
He shrugged. “I just had a sense about it.
I’ve always let my instinct guide me. It’s never led me in the
wrong direction. In fact, if I don’t pay attention to it, then I
run into trouble. It’s served me well in business and in my
personal life over the years. It’s certainly served me well in
picking a wife.”
“At least you got to know me, so you knew
what you were getting into when you proposed.”
With a chuckle, he gave her another kiss.
“I’m glad this day is one of your favorites. It’s mine, too.”
He brought his mouth back to hers, and he
didn’t stop kissing her until they arrived at her new home.