Betrothed To The Cold Billionaire

*THE NEXT DAY*

I took off my towel and stood right underneath the shower. I released a happy sigh as I let the warm water cascade down my body. I took out my body wash and scrubbed every part of my body thoroughly.

After that, I let the water rinse the foam away from my body. I stood under the shower for a few more minutes before I finally turned it off. I used my towel to dry my wet body before tying it around my naked self before I used a shorter one for my hair.

I walked back into my room and sat in front of the huge mirror. I put on all my my body creams and then, I dried my hair with the hair drier. I mistalenly touched the scratch on my shoulder and winced in pain.

I had gotten it when I slumped due to my panic attack two days ago. It wasn’t that visible so if one doesn’t look closely, he or she wouldn’t be able to see it. It might be a very small scar but it hurt a lot.

My eyes showed pain when I recalled how Adrian treated me. He locked me up despite me pleading with him not to and now, he still hasn’t come to apologize to me for what he did. I’m sure he’s well aware of the fact that I had almost died but he doesn’t care.

Is this how I’m going to spend the rest of my life? Trying to please a very temperamental man that never listen nor believe whatever I say. He terms me a cheat even after giving me the go ahead to do whatever I wanted to.

He suspected that I was actually doing it even though it isn’t true and he treats me like shit like I’ve wrong him in his past life. He’s so unpredictable. How will I be able to cope with him?? I couldn’t help it when the sad tears started to fall freely from my eyes.

Is this how my life would be?? Up about three weeks ago, I never expected that I would turn out like this. If someone had told me this was how my life would turn out, I would have laughed it off and called it a joke but here I am, selling my future and ambitions to pay up my family’s debt.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

I wiped my tears but they still continued falling without control. Through my blurry eyes, I sighted the gala invitation that I had placed on the table. I stretched my hands and picked it up.

A thought suddenly crossed my mind. I’ve been in this marriage but I’ve been able to get nothing from it but pain, sadness and no peace of mind. Adrian has been treating me like shit even though all I’ve ever done was try to please him.

I haven’t been able to get anything good from him except being more popular. The gala would be a good way to boost up my career. I don’t care if they see me a a disabled man’s wife. I need to use his name for my own good and be more powerful so next time, he won’t be able to walk over me like he and his cousin usually do.

Though the gala isn’t going to do much, it will just be my starting point. It’s going to be the foundation of my success. Just that thought alone brought back the happy smile to my face.

I placed the invitation letter inside a drawer before wiping all of the tears from my face. My eyes were still very red but I didn’t mind because I was well aware that it would still turn normal soon.

I stared at my perfect reflexion in the mirror as I used my hands to comb my scattered hair.

“You are the new Mrs. Montgomery. You need to live up to that name.” I thought to myself as I took out my curly iron and started using it on my hair.

In a few minutes, my scattered jet black hair had already turned into a beautiful curly hair. One thing I loved about my hair was that it was very lengthy and long. I always looked my bast whenever I curl it.

Then, I applied small makeup on my face. After that, I picked up my school uniform that I had laid on the bed before. It consists of a short black pleeted skirt that stopped inches above my knee, a white long sleeved button up top, a black jacket that had ny name tag on it and black sneakers to match.

Then, I put them on. I removed the name tag on my clothes since the name written on it is Ariel Addams. I’ll have to get another with Montgomery written on it.

I put on some of my finest jewelries before finishing it off with the diamond ring Adrian gave to me. I stood in front of the mirror as I smiled at my beautiful self.

My face wasn’t as puffy as before. My eyes weren’t even as red as it was. I looked ready now. With that thought, I picked up my school bag before leaving my room.

Thankfully, I didn’t find Adrian nor Oliver as I walked down the hallway. I didn’t want to cross path with the both of them or that would just ruin my whole mood this morning.

I went to the dining hall and had a very quick breakfast before leaving the house. I walked up to my car but couldn’t find my driver there.

“Where the hell did that old man wander off to?” I thought to myself as I looked around.

I was about calling him when I noticed him emerging from another car in the huge garage. It was a brand new Mercedes. What was he doing in there??

“Let’s go.” I muttered without asking him the questions I had in mind. Whatever he does is none of my business.

“Okay miss. This way.” He said as he led me towaards the new car.

“What are you doing? My car is that way.” I said as I pointed towards the one I brought with me to this house.

“I know miss. But this is also yours, as from now on.” He said.

I turned to stare at him with surprise written all over my face. What is he talking about??

“It is an order from your husband. He wants you to ditch your old car and start using this one.” He added when he saw my confused expression.

I didn’t know whether to be sad or happy. This car had always been my dream car since the day it was launched but I didn’t have enough money to get it and Grandma wouldn’t let dad give me some money.

She always says that if I wanted something this expensive, I should get it myself. But now, it was given to me on a silver platter by Adrian. I was mad because he didn’t even bother to apologize for all that he had done to me.

He thinks that buying me expensive things that I love would alleviate the pain and anger that I was feeling. Well, in his dreams.

“I’ll use my old car.” I said and turn back on my heels. I was about to head to my car when my driver stood in front of me, blocking my path.

“What is wrong with you Steven? Why are you standing on my way?” I asked in anger.

“Your husband said that you must use this car whether you like it or not since he got it for you himself. Failure to do so would attract his anger.”

What the hell!! That bastard is actually forcing me to use the car. For what reason exactly?? I never knew that he would do something this. I was well aware that he would carry out his threats if I disobeyed him.

The last few days I’ve spent with him was enough to make me know that he’s a man of his word. I didn’t want to attract his wrath on me so I decided to just do what he says.

I sat in the back seat of the car without any arguments while Steven sat on the driver’s seat. I put on my seatbelt before he started the engine and drove off.

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He stared at her departing figure with a very proud smirk on his face. She was actually using the car. He knew that she wouldn’t want to do so in the first place so he had to use some threats.

He was able to see everything going on from the small camera he had installed in the car. He wanted to confirm his doubts by watching everything that she does.

He felt sad that he had to instill fear in her before she would obey him. He knew that it was his fault but he doesn’t want to apologize. He only acted out of anger because of what he saw that day.

What if he apologized and then found out that he was right all along?? He didn’t want to make such mistake with someone that didn’t match his taste on their first encounter.

He was still watching her through the tablet when he got a call from his other phone. His expression turned serious when he saw who the caller was. He picked up the call and placed it on his ear.

“Any news?” He asked without waiting for the other person to talk.

His serious face turned more grim as he listened to what the person at the other end was saying. It’s about time.