Hidden Flash Marriage: Love Me Back, Mr CEO

Mia’s mother’d found and brought her into her home when she had no food to eat… She was omeless–starving–living in the slum… She had nowhere to go and no one to turn to. Mia’s mother took her in.

If she doesn’t treat that woman’s daughter well, wouldn’t that be regarded as being ungrateful?

Wouldn’t the dead be mad at her?

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After ensuring that Mia was completely out of sight, Madam Grace shook her head and returned to the mansion.

***

Mia hailed a taxi by the roadside and returned to the school’s dormitory. She’d missed the day’s classes, and she had notees to copy…

She actually wished to not return back to the dorm… back to her room–the room she shared with Martha, her supposed best friend–but what other choice did she have?

Like Madam Grace had rightly said, her mother wouldn’t be happy seeing her this way. She had forget all about the past, focus on the present, and move on. Right?

Immediately the taxi pulled up in front of the huge iron gates of the dormitory, Mia paid the driver and began to take slow, short strides inside. But…

“Ma’am.” A voice called gently from behind her.

She stopped in her tracks and turned around instantly.

Her eyes landed on a medium tall handsome looking man. Strangely, he looked farmiliarly unfamiliar… if that makes any sense at all. She was forced to give him a questioning gaze.

“I’m sorry, but you’re Miss. Mia Thompson… Right?” The man smiled politely.

Mia nodded her head momentarily. Who is this man?

He also nodded his head and said, “I’m Lucas, Mr. Shawn’s personal assistant.”

Shawn? Mia’s brows furrowed immediately. Who is Shawn?

“I was ordered to hand over the divorce papers, to you.”

“?????” The girl was utterly confused.

In the man’s outstretched hand was a brown envelop.

Divorce papers? Her brows knitted the more.

Then all of a sudden, it occured to her. Oh, divorce papers. Shawn… She recollected the flash marriage she had in the morning. How could she have forgotten that she got married and immediately got divorced afterwards, this morning. Pathetic.

Letting out a small smile, she collected the brown file from the handsome man. “Thank you.”

“I’ll be back tomorrow to collect it after you’ve signed it.” Lucas bobbed his head.

Tomorrow? She didn’t need tomorrow. He didn’t have to wait till tomorrow, she’d sign the paper right at this moment–all she needed was a pen.

“Do you have a pen with–” But the man had already vanished into thin air.

Mia was left speechless once again. The man’s boss had left her speechless this morning… Phew.

“Wait, how…?” Her voice trailed off.

Shrugging her shoulders, she headed inside the dorm.

She took the stairs to her room, and when she arrived in front of the door, she stopped. She stood still for several seconds, inhaling deeply.

She wasn’t ready to face Martha just yet.

Well, Martha should be in school by now–so she’ll have enough time to gather herself before the girl returns.

Exhaling through her mouth, she turned the doorknob and pushed open the door. But immediately after shutting the door behind her, she froze.

Martha was in the room–she didn’t go to school today.

What shocked Mia even more was the fact that the girl looked extremely terrible right now. Her eyes were swollen, face, puffy; she looked like someone who hadn’t slept in weeks.

Has she been crying? A wave of concern washed through Mia and she quickly went to sit beside her best friend on the bed.

She flung the file in her hand away, not caring where it landed. Her best friend was her major concern right now. All other thoughts she had running through her mind were immediately pushed aside.

“What is wrong? What happened to you, Martha?”

Martha looked up at Mia with a heart shattering face and broke into fresh tears.

Mia’s heart wrenched as she watched her best friend helplessly.

“Talk to me, Martha.” She pleaded, already at the verge of tears herself.

Martha continued to cry for a while, and when she stopped, she stared directly into Mia’s eyes with a look of guilt plastered on her face.

“I’m so sorry, Mia…” She choked on her tears.

“I didn’t mean to ruin your relationship with Max, it was unintentional–I swear. I hate myself right now.” Martha cried greatly.

Mia watched her best friend with tear-brimmed eyes. She seems so genuine, it must have been harder on her… the whole situation…Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

“When I heard that you passed out after you left last night, I almost went berserk.” The poor girl sobbed.

“Very early this morning, I rushed to the hospital but I didn’t find you there–I’m so sorry, Mia. I feel like killing myself right now–in fact, let me just commit suicide.” She rushed to feet at once with a suicidal expression written all over her face.

Mia’s heart skipped a beat as she was extremely shocked. Suicide?! She quickly pulled Martha back down on the bed with an ashen expression on her face.

Shook her head vigorously, “no, you can’t do that.”

“Let me just die, Mia. I don’t deserve to be in this world any longer. Don’t stop me, let me go!” Martha cried desperately, her heart shattering into pieces.

Mia’s heart broke completely and she also started to cry. “If you leave, what will happen to me? You’re the only friend I have–please don’t die.”

The two best friends cried really loudly, their voices could be heard miles away.

“It’s not your fault.”

It was really not Martha’s fault for falling in love with her best friend’s boyfriend. Shit happens. Plus, emotions can’t be controlled like cars. Even cars fail to be controlled, at times… There was no one Mia could blame… It was nobody’s fault. They all just fell victims of love.

Mia sniffled and spoke after a while. “It’s fine, Martha. It’s okay. Just don’t die, please.”

Martha fell silent and wiped her tears away with the back of her hand. “You forgive me, really?”

Mia nodded her head rigorously.

“Awww, thank youuu Mia! Thank you so much! You’re the best friend ever!” Martha sobbed softly, tears streaming down her face.

The two friends embraced each other in a warm, happy hug.

“It’s okay.” Mia assured as they were still wrapped in each other’s arms.

Martha sneered evilly behind her best friend’s head. She rolled her eyes in contempt. She’d forced out a great amount of tears from her eyes just so she could persuade and deceive this gullible girl. And now, her head was aching her from having cried too much.

She couldn’t just snatch Max from the girl and dump her, just like that… no. The kids at school would paint her to be a bad person. The entire universe would curse at her for stealing her best friend’s boyfriend. She’d be tagged “boyfriend snatcher”. Her public persona would be ruined, her whole life would be over.

She didn’t want that to ever happen. Never ever.