Betrothed To The Cold Billionaire

*TWO DAYS LATER*

I sat in front of my mirror as I combed my long wavy hair. It’s been two straight days and I still haven’t seen Oliver nor Adrian. I was worried and angry at the same time.

Ever since I fainted when Adrian locked me up in my room that day, he hasn’t come to me to maybe apologize for what he did to me and Oliver didn’t even come to thank me for saving his life that evening. How ungrateful.

To me, it felt like they were both avoiding me and I wonder why. I was the one doing the avoiding before and now I want to see them. At least, I deserve an explanation for all that had been happening these past few days.

Any time I ask about them from the maids, they always say that they left the mansion to attend business outside and I didn’t even see them leaving or coming into the mansion at all. I tried going to Oliver’s room and Adrian’s study to maybe look for them but it is always locked.

It has been lonely these days since I couldn’t go to school due to my health

I was finally able to walk fine today so I invited Sandy to go out shopping with me. I decided to just skip school for the rest of this week and just focus on my health so I’ll be able to attend the gala this weekend.

After I was done with combing my hair, I picked my drugs that were lying on the table and swallowed them. Then, I drank a cup of water I had kept on the table.

I sighed and stood up from the chair. I took off my towel and put on the dress I had laid out on my bed before. It was a very simple peach colored dress but looked really classy on me.NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

What can I say, even the most ugly dress would look different on my body. I finished it up with a pair of heels and I put on my jewelries. I picked up my purse and put in my phone and credit card.

I stood in front of my full length mirror and admired my gorgeous self. I look really good. With that thought, I left my room and was about to head out to the garage when I heard a manly voice behind me;

“Where are you going??” I turned back swiftly only to see Oliver seated on the couch in the living room. He’s finally at home today.

“What??” I asked like I didn’t hear him the first time.

“Where are you going dressed like that??” He asked again as he used his eyes to access my body from up to down and then up again.

“To see someone.” I answered curtly.

“Who??”

“A friend.” I answered as I gave him a weird look and that made him scoff.

“I see..” He muttered as he stood up and was about to leave thee living room when I asked..

“What’s wrong with you??” He stopped walking and turned back to me when I asked that question.

“What do you mean??”

“Don’t think that I deserve some explanation??” I questioned as I folded my arms beneath my boobs.

“For what exactly??” He asked back. Really?? How obnoxious.

“You’ve been ignoring me for two days straight and now that you’ve finally seen me, you don’t think you have to say something to me??”

“Why would I be avoiding you? I don’t have time for whatever it is that you are trying to say.” He muttered and was about to leave when I walked up to him and stood in his way.

“What are you doing?? Get out of my way!!” He ordered but I wouldn’t budge.

“I’m not leaving till you thank me.” I said adamantly. I know that I was acting like a child right now but I just wanted to hear him say it.

“For what exactly??” He asked again. Seriously?? He wants to act like he doesn’t know that I was the one that saved his life??

“For saving your life that night. Because of what I did to save you, my health isn’t….

“Why did you do it then?” He asked, cutting me off.

“What??”

“Why did you save me when you could have just left me there to die??” He asked again.

This ungrateful bastard!! I just felt like slapping some sense into him. How dare he!!

“What nonsense are you saying?? Can’t you be a normal person and just thank me for saving your pathetic life??” I asked furiously.

“A pathetic life that you were kind enough to donate blood for??”

“Yes. Like you said, I donated my blood for you and it almost killed me. Why can’t you thank me for sacrificing that much for you??” I asked.

“Did you thank me when I helped you that day?” I stared at him in confusion when he asked me that question.

“Whta the fuck are you talking about??”

“Wow.. I can’t believe you’ve forgotten so soon. Well, let me refresh your memory. When you passed out in your room that day, who came to your aid??” His question shut me up immediately.

“And if I could remember correctly, you didn’t even thank ne so why should I do the same to you?” He asked again.

“Those two occasions are very different.” I muttered.

“How so? I saved your ‘pathetic’ and you did the same for mine so what’s the fuss about??” He asked.

Did he just use my words against me??

“Did you donate any of your blood for me??” I asked trying to turn the argument to my favour.

“I don’t have time to engage in a childish debate with you. I can buy you a lot of blood bags if that would make you shut your loud mouth.” He said before he pushed me out of his way and left me standing in the living room with my mouth widened in shock.

Did he seriously just lay his filthy hands on me and call me loud?? That ungrateful bastard. Next time, I won’t look his way even though I have the means to help him. I’ll grant him his wish and leave him to die anytime he needs my help.

When I had finally found my voice, he had already left the parlor. I had the urge to go after him and knock some sense into his brain but I held myself back.

I’ll make him regret what he just said to me. Don’t you worry Oliver, as long as both of us are still living in this house, I promise to make your life a living hell. You just made a big mistake by treating me like a fool.

With that vow in mind, I left the mansion.

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I and Sandy walked majestically into the mall and as usual, heads turned to stare at us. We walked towards the female section like we didn’t notice the attention we were getting.

After shopping for hours, we decided to take a short break in the restaurant above the shopping section. We took our seats opposite each other. Shortly after, the waiter came and took our orders before serving us our food.

We digged into our food as we engaged in small talks about fun things. After talking for a while, I decided to ask Samdy the question that had been bothering me.

“Sandy..” I called and she looked up from her food.

“Do you know a lot about the Montgomery family??” I asked.

“Not really. What’s wrong??” She asked back.

“Do you know anything about Oliver’s mother?” I asked again.

“Adrian’s paternal aunt? What about her?”

“Is she still alive? Is she still with her family??”

“Of course she’s alive and still with her family. It’s Adrain that lost his mom.” She answered as she munched slowly on her food. My interest was piqued when I heard that.

“He did? When??” I asked.

“Years ago. That was how he got into that accident that made him disabled and disfigured his face.” She answered.

“Really??” I asked in surprise.

“Yes. How come you don’t know that? Everyone does. It’s all over the internet.” She answered.

“But if Adrian was the one that lost his mother, how come Oliver was crying about it when his mother is still alive and well??” I muttered under my breath.

“What did you say??” Sandy asked.

“Nothing..”

I didn’t want to tell her about my suspicions yet. The thoughts I’m having right now are really outrageous but I still couldn’t help thinking about it. It’s confusing and at the same time, it made sense.

I mean, why else would Oliver be crying about loosing a mother he still has unless….