Betrothed To The Cold Billionaire

On my way out, I crossed path with Bianca. She had a smirk on her face the moment she saw me. The smirk increased when she noticed how annoyed I looked.

She was probably thinking that Luacs’s stupid plan had worked. It was quite obvious they were both in it together. If only she knew what her ‘lovely boyfriend’ was trying to do to me.

I wiped off the annoyed look from my face immediately and replaced it with an even bigger and more annoying smirk.

“Your lover is waiting for you.” I muttered before I left her standing in confusion. When I was few steps away from where she was, I heard her scream really loud and that made me chuckle softly.

She must have seen the idiot already. I didn’t bother to look back and left for my class immediately. The moment I entered the class, I was greeted by looks filled with anticipation from every student there.

I seemed like they wanted to ask what happened but they wouldn’t dare to utter any word to me. I mean, why would they?? I was about to sit on my seat when Sandy stood up and whispered in my ear;

“We need to talk.” Before pulling me out of the classroom.

We finally got to our secret meeting place and she shut the door behind us so no one would barge in.

“I want answers.” She demanded the moment she saw that the coast was clear.

“For what question exactly because I know that you have a lot of them.” I answered.

“I saw the picture. Why were you kissing that guy that you claimed to be Adrian’s cousin?? In public of all places. I thought you hated him! Or do you suddenly have feelings for him? What about Adrian? Is this what you wanted to tell me that day?? What the hell is going on between you and that dude??” She asked all in one breath.Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

I remained silent as I stared at her calmly. Her questions were just too much for me to find a suitable and summarized answer for. I don’t even know which one to answer first.

“Say something already. I’m going crazy trying to find out what’s going on in that brain o…”

“He’s Adrain.” I muttered cutting her rants off.

“What did you just say??” She asked as she stared at me in confusion.

“I just said that he’s Adrian.” I said again, more louder than the first so she would hear me clearly.

“What are you talking about?? How can that be Adrian?? I saw photos of him at the gala. The rumors are true. He was using a wheelchair and his face seemed somehow.” She said as she stared at me like I was lying.

“That was all a lie. There’s nothing wrong with him. Adrian is Oliver.”

“Ariel, do you realize what you’re saying?? How can you be do sure that he’s your husband? Are you just trying to cover up the fact that you cheated on him with his cousin??” She asked as she stared at me in disappointment.

“I’m serious. Why the hell would I lie to you?? Look…” I brought out my phone and clicked on the video that I took that night when I caught him removing his costume.

Thankfully, I was able to take it discreetly because it would have been so hard trying to convince everyone that I never cheated on Adrian. Sandy’s eyes almost bulged out of it’s sockets the moment she watched the video.

“What the hell!!” She muttered the moment the video ended.

“My reaction too when I found out the truth.” I said.

“But why would he go through such extreme lengths with you?? What exactly was he trying to prove??” Asked Sandy.

“Probably to see if he got married to an idiot and he got what he wanted.” I answered.

“It must be pretty annoying to find out you’ve been deceived again by someone you thought was supposed to be your other half.”

“Well, it’s not like I expected us to be… you know, that intimate with each other but that doesn’t mean that he had to lie about his identity to me. I mean, I am his wife for christ sake.”

“Do you recall when you guys met at the mall that day when you didn’t even know who he was, what if he had planned it from the very beginning??” Sandy asked and that made me reminisce to the first day we met.

It felt really suspicious. Like anyone there could tell that I picked it first since I didn’t even see him there in the first place. I only noticed his presence when he started dragging the neck-tie with me.

Then, he insulted and humiliated me, leaving me standing like an idiot. Now, he still had the guts to play me when I was married to him. Just thinking about that brought back the anger I was feeling before.

“Does he know that you’ve figured out all of his deceptions??” Sandy asked, bringing me out of my thoughts.

“No.” I answered.

“Why??”

“I want to do the same thing that he did to me. I want him to feel how I feel right now. I refuse to be the only stupid person in that marriage.”

“So how are you going to go about it?? How will you beat him at his own game.”

“Obvious play the game with him, but I’ll always be one step ahead so i will never be surprised.” I said in a ‘duh’ tone.

“That’s a very great plan. He must get to know how it feels to be lied to and deceived for a long time.” Sandy agreed.

“You see, that’s why you’re my best friend. Always supportive of me even though I’m about to throw myself into a pot of hot oil.” I teased and both of us bursted out laughing.

“It’s you Ariel. You’re very smart so you would know when and how to dodge the hot oil before it peels off your skin.”

“I hope so.” I muttered.

“So, what did Lucas tell you? I’m pretty sure he wanted to use that picture against you.”

“Obviously but I gave him something that will scar him for life.” I said with a huge smirk.

“Seeing the way that you are, I’m pretty sure it is something huge. Tell me, what is it??” She asked as she stared at me in anticipation.

I leaned closer to her and placed my lips right above her ear before I whispered;

“You’ll see..” She stared at me in frustration the moment I said that while I chuckled soflty.

“Why can’t you just tell me now??” She asked.

“I don’t wanna ruin the surprise for you.”

“But…”

“Let’s not drag this for long. Enough about me. You wanted to tell me something. Spit it out.” I said, cutting her off.

Her eyes shoned the moment I asked that question. Slowly, I started to see a blush creep on her cheeks. Wait, don’t tell me…

“Hillary asked me on a date.” She uttered. He finally did that.

“Really?? When??” I asked happily.

“I saw the text this morning.” She answered.

“So?? What did you tell him? Did you agree to it?” I asked.

“I haven’t given him a reply yet.” She answered.

“Why not??” I asked as my happy face turned into a disappointed one.

“I am not sure that the text was meant for me. You remember how he shunned my advances coldly.”

“I know but….”

“Besides, I’m trying to forget about him. Meeting him again would bring back the feelings that I’m trying hard to hide.”

“Quite the contrary. Meeting him one last time would help you end your one sided feelings for him. It might even clear every sympathy you would have for him when you’re finally able to move on.” I argued.

“Really??”

“Yes, just dress the best you’ve ever done then act like you’re over him so he wouldn’t feel pressured around you. It would help you move on fast, but first you have to agree on the date.” I adviced.

“Are you sure it would work?” She asked.

“I’m positive.” I lied.

“I’ve agreed to his request. The date is going to be on Saturday. I need you to help me pick a gorgeous dress that day.” She said as she showed me her phone.

“Sure, I’ll be with you. I’ll make sure you’ll be the most gorgeous girl that day.” I promised.

“Thank you so much.” She muttered as she gave me s small hug.

“You’re always welcome.”

I wasn’t sure that the plan would help her forget about Hillary but I was very positive that Hillary would have a change of mind when he notices that she isn’t all over him like she used to be. He only had the audacity to do that to her because he thinks she would always be in love with him no matter what.

Now that he thinks she isn’t in love with him anymore, I’m pretty sure that he was going to have a change of mindset about her and even start developing feelings for her. Oh my God, I’m so smart.