THE REMORSEFUL BILLIONAIRE

Judith’s POVTêxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Are you Mrs. Summers”, a voice asked over the phone.

“Yes, I am”, I replied, still unaware of who was speaking.

“It’s the receptionist on the first floor. A parcel is here for you from Rex Motors. Please come pick it up”, she said.

“Rex motors? Okay, I’m coming”, I said and hung up.

“Isn’t that the popular car company? Why would they have a parcel for me?” I muttered, and dialed the phone to inform my boss that I would be stepping out a bit.

I took the elevator down to the first floor and retrieved the parcel. The parcel truly bore my name. Curiosity got the best of me as I unboxed the package and found a car key.

I was dumbfounded, thinking about who could have bought me a car. When I checked the receipt, the buyer’s name read Nathan Everton. I ran through the elevator and knocked on his office door.

“Come in”, he said while working on his laptop

“Sir, you bought me a car” I asked surprisingly

“No, I didn’t. The company did”.

“Why?”

“Because you need it, and it’s part of the workers benefit”

“A car as part of workers benefit? I asked in disbelief

“Yes, it is”, he said, looking up with an expressionless face

“Thanks so much, sir. I really appreciate”, I said excitedly as I took his hand in mine

“You welcome” he said and withdrew his hand

“I’m sorry, sir. I just got carried away. I have been saving for a new but it’s taking ages for the money to add up”.

“It’s fine, Judith. I hope you loved the car. Maybe I should have gotten a Lamborghini instead”

“A Lamborghini, would be too much for me, I haven’t even seen the car yet; I just came running here immediately I saw your name on the receipt”.

“Okay, go check it out”.

“Okay, thanks so much, sir”, I giggled and left.

I had been hoping to get a car for a while, but my bills keeps piling up. I’m so relieved and grateful right now. At least I won’t have to worry anymore, and my savings can be put to other uses. The kids and Vanessa are going to be really happy. I can’t wait to tell them about it.

But my boss seems somewhat heavy hearted. He looked as though he was tired or maybe frustrated. I couldn’t place hands on the feeling, but it was definitely not a good one.

“I hope he’s okay” I muttered as I went back downstairs to check the car. It was a Benz, though I don’t know the model though. The news of me getting a car already spread like wildfire as everyone kept congratulating until I closed for the day.

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Nathan’s POV

The results of the paternity test came. It turned out to be just as I had imagined; a 99. match. I’m their father. The rape birthed two beautiful children that I will never be able to act like a proper father to. I’m sure telling anyone will end in total disaster, I might even end up in jail.

With this way I’m feeling, I hope I don’t drop dead anytime soon. I buried my head on the table and cried. This is the first time I have really felt pained and cried since mother’s death. I cried a mountain that day because I knew I was alone and stranded in this world. Mother had been my only supporter; we’ve only got each other. Then she died.

Then Judith came in and called me. I tried to wipe away my tears before looking up at her.

“I have been knocking, so I came in when I didn’t get a reply, I would like to close now”, she said.

“You can close”, I said and looked at her.

That’s when she realized that I had been crying, and she moved closer to me

“Are you okay, sir?” she asked with deep concern

“I’m, I’m o-k-ay” I stammered as I began crying again.

I’m definitely not crying because of the paternity test. I’m crying because of the reckless life I have lived, and the terrible things I have done, especially to her.

She pulled me into a reassuring hug and patted my back. She didn’t say anything or ask me anything; she just hugged me and kept muttering, “it’s okay, you are going to be fine”.

We stayed in the position for a few minutes. Then I withdrew from the hug and planted a kiss on her lips. I thought she was going to refuse it, but she pulled me closer. I wrapped my right arm around her tiny waist, cupped her face with my left hand, and parted my lips inviting her to explore. She responded eagerly, with her hands buried in my hair and pulling me closer.

The kiss became more intense. I nibbled gently on her lower lips, and a moan escaped from her, resonating in the quiet office. The moan seems to bring me back to my senses as I suddenly withdrew from the kiss, leaving an awkward feeling.

“I’m, I’m so-rry”, I stammered.

“It’s okay” she said and left.

We seem to have lost ourselves for a moment, but I wasn’t supposed to withdraw suddenly as it’s humiliating for her. I knew that the kiss was going to change everything, but how….