Betrothed To The Cold Billionaire

“Please don’t leave me mom..” He continued as a tear fell down his cheeks.

I moved back as I stared at him in surprise. Mom?? He was even tearing up. Something I never expected that would happen. Does he have a bad relationship with his mother? Why did he look so sad when he mentioned her name??

I had a lot of unanswered questions in my head but I didn’t voice them out. I couldn’t even ask anyone because I’m really sure no one would answer me. The only thing I could do was pet him back to sleep.

I whispered small encouraging words in his ear and it didn’t take a while for him to stop shaking and go back to sleep. Finally. I tried to remove my hand from his grip but he wouldn’t let me.

“Just stay for now..” He muttered sleepily.

I decided not to struggle and let him do what he wants. For now though. I know that when he wakes up, he is going to turn back to his old narcissistic and idiotic self since he wasn’t in his right mind now.

I laid my head on the bed and watched as he slept peacefully. Watching him sleep started to affect me as well because it didn’t take a long time for me to go into a very deep slumber. I guess I was too tired.

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He squinted his sleepy eyes as the rays of the sun touched them. He yawned tiredly as he stared around in surprise. What was he doing here in his room? The last thing he remembered was being attacked by that man in the alley.

When he knew that his assault on the man was far lesser than what the man did to him since he was caught off guard, he tried to escape. What he remembered last was passing away on the bare ground in that alley so how come he’s here right now??

Who found him and brought him here?? Never in his entire life did he think he would survive that attack. He thought he was going to die. His attack only means that they were trying to cover up what had happened.

They didn’t want him to find out the truth but who could that be? Who was the mastermind behind everything?? Who’s willing to kill him to cover the truth even after knowing what would happen if something bad ever happens to him.

Plus, how did the person know about what he was going to do? How did they find out his whereabouts that day? He had so many unanswered questions and couldn’t wait to get to the bottom of it.

After several years, he finally figured out a lead to know what had actually happened years ago only to find out that it was only a trap. He really needs to catch the culprit whoever he or she is and make them pay for what they did to him and his family.

He would stop at nothing to finish them off even though that meant risking his life.

He tried to sit up, that was when he realised something, rather someone was holding him down. He looked towards his side only to see someone resting his or her head on the bed, probably asleep.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

He couldn’t see the person’s face because of the lengthy hair that was hindering it. He stretched his hands and used it to remove the hair that was blocking the person’s face.

His eyes almost bulged out when he saw Ariel. What was she doing here?? Then, he noticed that she was seating on a wheelchair. Why was she on a wheelchair??

“Could it be?? No.. that’s impossible. The Ariel that I know hates me. She wouldn’t do that for me. Never..” He thought to himself.

He managed to slowly release his hands from hers. Then he crawled out of the bed from the other side. He stood in front of the full length mirror and stared at his dressed injuries.

Just one more blow and he would have been gone but here he was. Who could have actually saved him?? He turned towards Ariel with a suspicious look on his face.

He noticed her turn in her sleep and was about to fall off the bed when he caught her. He carried her up from the wheelchair and placed her on the bed so she would be more comfortable.

She didn’t even wake up at all even with all of the movements. Was she that tired?? After he had placed her on the bed, he used the duvet to cover her body before he walked out of the room.

“Young master!!” He heard the moment he reached the hallway.

He turned towards the direction of the voice only to see Butler Alfred running towards him.

“You’re awake?!?!” Butler Alfred asked at the top of his voice as his eyes glittered with happiness.

“Shushh.” He said as he placed his indec finger on his lips, indicating for him to reduce the volume of his voice.

“She’s asleep..” He added ad he pointed to his room.

Butler Alfred nodded his head in understanding as he tried to keep his voice down.

“Are you alright??” Alfred whispered as he lowered his head to stare at his wounds.

“Yes. I’m even surprised that I survived it. Who brought me here?” He asked back.

“It was your wife sir.” Alfred answered.

“Really??” He asked in a doubting tone.

“Yes, she even gave you some of her blood since you lost a lot.” Alfred added.

“Is that why she was on a wheelchair??”

“Yes, the doctor drew out a lot and that made her very weak.”

Adrian stared at him in surprise when he said that. It was so hard to believe because the Ariel he knows and lives with would rather let him bleed to death than bring him home and even give out something of hers to him.

“Are you telling the truth Alfred??” Adrian asked. It was so damn hard for him to believe all that.

“Why would I lie to you young master? You can ask doctor Richard if you are still doubting my words.” Said Alfred.

Adrain stared into space like he was lost in thought. Why would she save him after the way he had been treating her since she arrived?? He termed her a whore and even tried to kiss her against her will.

Why would she save him after all that or does she have some hidden agenda or something? Does she want him to feel indebted to her?? He narrowed his eyes when that thought crossed his mind.

There’s no way he would ever feel indebted to her. He would rather die than owe her his life. He didn’t ask any question and strolled into his study while Alfred followed behind him.

“Would you like to have breakfast now??” Alfred asked when they reached the door to his study.

“No need. I’ll let you know whan I need something.” He answered Alfred before he entered the study and shut the door behind him.

Alfred didn’t ask more questions even though there was a lot in his mind. He has lived with Adrian for a long time and even took care of him when he was a still baby.

That was enought to let him know that Adrian had always been really secretive and doesn’t even let him in his study. Him asking more questions would only anger Adrian and he doesn’t want that.

He just left after Adrian had shut the door.

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He plopped down on the couch tiredly and rested his head on the headrest. At that moment, different thoughts started to swim in his head. Coupled with trying to find out the truth of what happened years ago, he is now stucked with a wife that isn’t really who he thought she is.

How was she able to find him in that dark and lonely alley? What was she doing there in the first place? Was it all a coincidence or did she actually plan it??

If she did plan it, what was she trying to achieve? Why did she save him when she could have just left him there to die? What is she trying to achieve?? He couldn’t still wrap his head around the decision she made.

He was very sure that she was up to something and he wouldn’t stop till he finds out what it was.