Chapter 0028
If dad hadn't chosen such a dumb excuse, I wouldn't be struggling to keep him by my side now.
Since dad had told everyone that lame lie, I had no choice but to go with it after I returned. I had carefully capitalized on it and told it to Mark at every chance I got. He pitied me and he had been loving and kind, always coming at my every beck and call to hold me in his arms and assure me that everything would be fine and he would always be there for me. But now...I reflected on the past few days and hissed again. Now the lie was barely effective now that Sydn was more involved.
Or maybe my acts weren't believable enough? Perhaps I should meet up with a doctor and make him lie, then I would get Mark to go with me and...
I hissed and threw the ideas out the window. It was enough that Sydney knew about it. I didn't want more ears to hear. What if the doctor later decided to betray me?
I hissed again. If dad hadn't chosen this excuse for my absence then I would have been able to come up with a firmer excuse. Now I was stuck with a nonexistent heart disease. I hissed as I sipped the tasteless drink in the cup.
Sandra cleared her throat noisily, "Are you even here?"
I turned to her, a brow raised, "I'm sitting right here and you're still asking me that?"
She shook her head. "What's bothering you? Your body's here but your mind isn't here. You don't want to be here, do you?"
I sat up and dropped my wineglass. "I'm-"
"When you knew you weren't interested, you know you could have just said so, right?" Her perfectly arched brow went up her hairline. "Why waste our time?"
I pouted as I peered at her, "I'm sorry." I let out a long breath and my shoulders fell, "I just can't get it off my mind."
Sandra rolled her eyes and looked away for a few seconds. When she looked my way again, her gaze was filled with concern. That was one thing about Sandra; she was always quick to get angry and at the same time, she was quick to forgive. I didn't want to make her mad; I never want to. She is the one who has always been there from all these while.
She took my hand that rested resignedly on my lap. "You're still worried about yesterday, aren't you?"
I felt my brows crease as I answered her, "Shouldn't I be? I'm losing him, Sandra. My eyes are wide open and his slipping out of my fingers."
She drew back and squinted her eyes, "Is this still about you wanting to be wedded to a billionaire or you're falling for him?"
I frowned. "I don't know." I didn't even want to think about it...love....I doubt if I ever want to feel it again. I -doubt could even ever feel it again. "I just want to be a billionaire's wife. And I want to be the only one. I want to make him love me so much that he'd worship the ground I step on. He should love me so much he'd do anything for me."
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"He would," she said softly, her hands squeezing mine
I snatched my hands from hers. "No, he won't! You saw it yourself. You saw how he threw her over his shoulder yesterday."
"He was simply angry at her announcement."
I turned to face her, "Now why should he be? If he wants to be with me, he wouldn't be mad that she wants to leave the marriage. His attention is increasingly being taken by her."
Sandra sat back and sipped leisurely from her cup. "Yeah, I've noticed." She admitted quite maliciously," That bitch, I just-" she paused for a while then she shrugged abruptly, "I just really hate how she behaves, how she acts as if she's the Alpha and Omega, like she's everything."
I smirked, "You don't need to say it," I gestured in-front of her face, "It's all over your face."
She giggled then suddenly sobered up. She turned to me, her eyes wide. "I have an idea."
"Let's hear it," I leaned closer and she mirrored my movement.Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.
"Get pregnant."
My heart skipped a quick beat when some memories flooded in. I closed my eyes and shook my head. Focus on the present, Bella, I reprimanded myself.