Betrothed To The Cold Billionaire

I stopped dead on my tracks when he said that. I turned to stare at Oliver and he had a very annoying look on his face. I could feel Adrian’s rage even though I wasn’t staring at him.

I could hear him taking really deep breaths like he was trying to calm himself down. I decided to help. I don’t care if what Oliver was saying was the truth or a lie but I needed to stop Adrian before he causes a huge scene here.

I held his hand and turned to stare at him.

“Don’t listen to him Adrian. Don’t pull yourself to his level.” I said as I turned his face to mine. I know if he continued to stare at Oliver, he would really kill him because of the smug look he had plastered on his face.

Thankfully, Adrian took in one last deep breath and nodded his head as a way of agreeing with me. He forced a smile at me before saying;

“Let’s go.” We were about to step out the second time when Oliver decided that it was his time to annoy Adrian again.

“So that’s it, you’re just going to leave after what I just told you?” He asked.

I had a lot of things on my mind to say to him but at that moment, I figured leaving with Adrian would be the best option as Adrian seemed like he wouldn’t hold back anymore if Oliver had said one more thing but Oliver still didn’t what to give up.

“I wonder what Alex did to you that you had to have his blood on your hands.” Alex… it seemed like that’s the person Oliver had claimed Adrian murdered.

“You’re getting on my last nerve Oliver.” Adrain said to him in a warning tone but Oliver didn’t listen. It seemed like that was what he wanted, he wants Adrian to stop holding back and attack him.

“What?? You’re afraid that I’m telling the truth or you’re afraid that your wife would leave when she finds out that it’s the actual truth??” He asked in a mocking tone.

“Oliver..”

“Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of her when she eventually comes to m..” He wasn’t able to complete his sentence when Adrian suddenly landed a strong blow on his face making him stumble and fall on the floor.

I didn’t realise early when Adrian had left my side. He didn’t stop at one blow. When Oliver tried to get up, he landed another one sending him back to the floor. Oliver groaned in pain as he spat out blood.

Adrian crouched close to him snd started designing his face with countless blows. I tried to stop him but couldn’t since he was stronger and he wasn’t even listening to my voice anymore.

He had bloodshot eyes and I knew if he didn’t stop, Oliver was going to die. It was so morifying. Thankfully. I saw Sandy and Hillary walking towards the restroom so I ran to meet them.

“Please help… he’s going to kill him.” I said to Hillary. He stared at me in confusion as he didn’t understand what I was saying until he saw what was happening in the restroom.

He was able to pull Adrian away from Oliver’s body but at that time, Oliver was looking lifeless. He checked Oliver’s pulse and sighed in relief when he noticed that he was still alive.

“I need to call the hospital.” Sandy who had been quiet all through finally spoke out. She looked very pale, this is probably the first time she was witnessing such scene.

She picked up her phone and was about to dial the number when I snatched her phone from her hands.

“We can’t call in an ambulance.” I said.

“Why not? He’s dying.”

“If we do, the other students outside would be notified about what happened in here and in less than ten minutes, the internet would be flooding with news about how Adrian attacked his cousin. He could get arrested.” I answered.

“So what do we do? We can’t just leave him here like this.”

“I’ll call someone to take him to the hospital.” Hillary said.

“What about the blood on the floor?” Sandy asked again.NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

“I’ll have someone clean it off too. I just need you to take him away from this place, I’m afraid he might attack him again.” Hillary said to me.

Adrian still had that murderous look in his eyes so I figured it would be best that we leave. I picked out an handkerchief from my pockets and wiped away the blood stains from his knuckles.

That was when I noticed he had injured them, probably from punching Oliver too hard. I decided to treat it when we get home.

“Thank you Hillary.” I muttered as I pulled Adrian out of the restroom with me. Thankfully, no lady had come to use the toilet when Adrian was beating Oliver up so no one knew what had happened inside.

I led Adrian to the parking lot and walked to where he had parked his car. Steven had left earlier with my car since he knew that I would be going back home with Adrian.

I opened the passenger’s seat for Adrian but he made me seat in it instead. He made sure he locked the door securely do I wouldn’t leave before he walked to the driver’s seat and strapped himself in.

“What are you doing? You can’t drive in this state.” I said and was about to touch the had he had on the steering wheel when;

“I’m fine Ariel.” He said in a rather harsh tone making me flinch back in shock. He noticed my expression and took in a deep breath before saying;

“I’m sorry..” Then he started the car and drove off.

All through the ride, my eyes were fixated solely on him. I didn’t know why he suddenly wanted to drive himself until I noticed that we weren’t on the right path to the mansion.

I didn’t know where he was driving to but I kept my mouth shut because it seemed he knew what he was doing. After driving for about thirty minutes, the car finally stopped.

I looked out only to see that we were at a hospital. What are we doing here? Was his injury that serious? I was still asking myself series of questions even Adrian stepped out of the car and walked to my side before opening the car for me.

“Come on.” He muttered and I stepped out of it.

He shut the door behind me, held my hand before leading me inside the hospital. The receptionist greeted him and didn’t ask what Adrian wanted. It seemed like she already know why Adrian was here.

Adrian nodded his head as an answer to her greetings before leading me to the elevator. He clicked on the button for the last floor after we had entered. The elevator closed and started moving up.

It was quite obvious that this wasn’t the first time he was coming here. I had a lot of questions to ask but I held myself back. Finally, the door to the elevator opened and Adrian led me to a room.

The room was well guarded by hefty and menacing looking guards. They bowed in respect the moment they saw Adrian and opened the door for us to enter.

I was greeted by a lifeless looking man on a life support machine. It seemed like he was in a coma. Who is he? Like Adrian had read my thoughts, he answered my question.

“He’s my elder brother, Alex.” Wait.. what??