Betrothed To The Cold Billionaire

*THE NEXT DAY*

Today was a Sunday so I had all the time to rest and enjoy my time at home. Last night, the news about me and Oliver rather Adrian didn’t even reach the internet and I wonder why.

I thought that the headlines everywhere would be about how I brought another man into a party when my husband was also around. Instead, I was only seeing photos of just me and Adrian together and it’s getting massive applauds from the netizens.

I’m even a trending topic now. I’m so happy that my plan is working fine. I have been getting more people that wants me as the model for their business. According to Ana, my manager, her boss’s phone has been blowing off nonstop with a lot of calls. I have a lot of people in the fashion business on my neck, including Melanie.

They all want me to be the face of their companies. It’s not just any small companies but big and expensive ones. Just a night and I’m already making more fame than I ever thought that I would. All these are perks of being Adrian’s wife.

I would have been able to enjoy it to the fullest if he hadn’t tried to play dirty with me. He lied about his identity and his disability to me. He accused me of cheating on him when he has been trying to woe me by using his cousin’s identity.

All these while, he has been playing me for a fool, taking me as someone stupid. I bet he sees me like an idiot that can easily be fooled. Well, not anymore. I’m going to pay him back for all that he has done.

He had the first laugh but I’m gonna laugh last. We shall see the person that would end up looking like a fool at the end of it all. I was still lost in my thoughts when I heard my phone ring.

I turned towards it and saw that it was Hillary calling. I picked it up immediately.

“You finally remembered that you have a sister.” I said, not waiting for him to talk. He has been ignoring my calls since that day I invited him on a date with Sandy.

“Good morning to you to.” I heard his deep voice tease me from the other end of the call.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

“There’s nothing good about this morning. Since all these days, you finally decided to talk to me.” I said with anger brimming in me.

“I have been busy..”

“Indeed, more like you have been ignoring me.” I muttered, cutting off his obvious lies.

“I know that you were gonna scold me if we ever did talk. What would you have me do??”

“Maybe own up to your mistakes. Like rejecting her wasn’t enough, you left her alone in that cafe.”

“You were there too.”

“So?? The least you could have done was stay with her till I came over. Do you even have an idea of how she was when you left?” I asked angrily but I didn’t hear any reply from him.

“She looked like a lifeless corpse because the one person she had loved all her life rejected her coldly without even waiting for her to confess her feelings to him.” I added.

“Don’t try to guilt trip me Ariel.”

“You need to be guilt tripped. Maybe that way, you would have a small idea of how she felt when you left her that way.”

“I can’t force myself to reciprocate feelings that I don’t have. Isn’t it better to make her lose hope now than to lead her on?”

“I’m not saying you should force yourself to have feelings for her. There are other ways to reject her without doing what you did. The way you left her there like she meant nothing was what annoyed me.”

“Fine, I understand your point and I’m sorry for what I did.” Hillary apologized.

“I’m not the one you should be saying that to. You need to meet with Sandy and apologize very sincerely to her.”

“Ariel..” Hillary drawled in frustration.

“Do it or I’m never talking to you again. You know that I always stand by my words.”

“I’ll try.”

“Don’t try.. Just do it. You won’t die if you just apologize to her.” Ariel said.

“Okay.. fine. I’ll do it when I’m free.” Hillary muttered.

“You had better.”

“Okay mum.” He teased making me chuckle softly.

“I just called to check up on you. So how have you been doing? How’s your life as a married woman?” He asked.

“Stressful..” I answered as I faked a tired yawn.

“What do you mean by stressful? It’s not like you cook or clean the house.”

“I do cook for him.” I argued.

“I find that really hard to believe.”

“I’m very serious.”

“So what was his reaction to your food? Did he puke when he tasted it??” I heard him tease and I rolled my eyes angrily.

“Not everyone is a bad cook like you.”

“You only say that because you haven’t tasted my food.”

“I have, a countless times really. They all taste really bad.”

“I’ve changed. I’ve learnt how to cook better. You’ll end up licking the plate by the time you’re done with my food.”

“Gross. That’s never gonna happen.”

“You wanna bet.”

“Nah, I don’t wanna die of food poisoning. Keep your plate licking food to yourself.” I said and he laughed out loudly.

When his laughter had died down, I wanted to say something but stopped myself when I heard him talking to to someone.

“Ariel, I about to head to a board meeting now. I’ll talk to you later.” He said.

“Sure.”

“Also, if you’re ever having problems with your husband, don’t hesitate to call me.”

“Will do. Talk to you later.” I muttered before the call was ended.

I placed my phone on the bed and was about to head into the bathroom to take my bath when I heard a knock on the door.

“Come in.” I answered and the door opened.

My jaw dropped when I saw Oliver, sorry Adrian walking in with a tray of food in his hands.

“Good morning.” He said as he smiled sweetly at me. I didn’t answer, rather I kept staring at him in shock as he walked further into the room before placing the tray on the table.

What is he doing? Why is he bringing a food into my room? Why is he acting like what happened between us both last night didn’t happen? What the hell is wromg with him this morning??

“What are you doing?” I asked when I’ve finally found my voice.

“Tada..” He said as he opened the covered food.

“Breakfast in bed.”