Cade's POV.This lady actually thought I was getting married to Bridget. Who was she to think that way? I sat in my seat, turning on my laptop.“Scarlett, I'd appreciate it if you actually took a deep breath and explained exactly what you meant in your last statement.” I asked her firmly. I didn't want to be mean to her, but that was my nature.“I just want us to call off the deal; like you said, your mother has already picked out a wife for you. I don't like the idea of a child going against their parents, so please let's just call it off.” She said it calmly; her voice was hurt. It sounded like all her hopes had been flushed away by that rejection.“So you're going to let go of all the money you're supposed to get because of rejection? Let me point it out to you: it seems like you keep misinterpreting this contract. We don't love each other; I'm using you to promote myself and nothing else, so why are you worried about the rejection?”“That's the thing you don't get; you're a billio
Bridget's POVAs I followed close behind Cade’s mom into the living room, I tried as hard as possible to not lose my cool. I exchanged a glance with him, and ignoring the confused look he had on his face, I tried my best to show him just how annoyed I was with him with my facial expression. It was important that he knew just how serious the next discussion we are going to have with his mom is. Seeing as he avoided my eye contact and looked at his mother inquisitively, I scoffed and recalled what his mother told me while we were inside.……“Will you calm down and stop pacing around the room?” Cade’s mother's nonchalant voice was heard as she rolled her eyes at me, clearly not taking me seriously. It was very annoying how unbothered she could be sometimes.“How can you tell me to calm down?! How can both of you possibly expect me to sit still and not react to that expensive joke he played out there?” I asked loudly as I threw my hands in the air out of frustration.“Both of you?” She
Cade’s POVI wish I could take a picture of Bridget's reaction right now, as her expression was nothing short of ridiculous, but I was just too upset to pay her jaw-dropping situation any attention.As it appeared, mom wasn't going to pay her any attention either, as all she got from her was a disapproving look.My mom glared at me, and I just stared back unfazed. There was simply no one who knew my mother better than I do. It was dangerous for anyone to poke her in the wrong way, but that wouldn't be the case for me since I was her son... I could go a little further than others when annoying his mom was concerned.“Cade, mind your tone when you talk to me; remember, I'm your mother.” Mum ordered with the tone I knew quite well. She still wasn't over the edge, but she is damn close to losing it.Smirking at the behest of some supernatural deity, I tilted my head to the side. Honestly, I don't know why I'm doing this with my mom, but it felt so right. Not disregarding the fact that the
Scarlett's POVI got down from the taxi, paid the driver, and watched it drive away. I took a deep breath and turned to look at the huge building in front of me. My heart felt a little heavy as I looked on. Oh man, I knew I should have called in sick. I really, really don't want to come to work today. Not after my futile attempts to hire a lawyer.I whined inwardly as I bent slightly to dress the teases on the edge of my black formal gown. It stopped just right above my knees, and my red flat shoes complimented them nicely. Smiling in satisfaction, I flipped my blonde hair that partially covered my face behind and stared at my wristwatch. As usual, I was fifteen minutes early.It's not too late to call now, is it?I sighed inwardly and made my way into the building, pouting in frustration. Just in front of the door was the last man I wanted to see right now, and I froze immediately at the sight of him. I wasn't the type to lose control, but I had to use everything in me to stop myse
Scarlett.I bet he has a hundred concubines chasing after him ,each more beautiful than the last. And there I was … sitting in despair, not knowing what I'll be of .This was not the first time, nor will it be the last I'll see panties in his suitcase. Each time my eyes beheld them, it feels as though my heart will crumble into pieces. I'd always feel this cold thing run through my spine.Who was that? I jolted out of my thoughts when I heard the doorbell ring.I didn't linger in wiping the tears off my face. I stared at the clock that hit six PM. Oh my, how long have I been crying?I walked to the mirror. That was it. The figure there always has her eyes maroon and teary. I mustered courage and scrubbed my face, ensuring no one could sense I was crying.I walked to the door, and saw a mail man.I don't remember anyone saying they had a package for me.The mailman gazed at me in an awkward way. What now?Just then I realized my hair wasn't put together. Shit.“Hello ma'am.”“Hello.”
Scarlett.I braced up myself and brushed the back of my hand against my face, trying to grasp the fact of me really being outside. I was about to stand on my feet when I lost count of the steps and fell shamefully to the earth.Fuck me.Had I known, I wouldn't have come here in the first place. I would have stayed home and faced all the obnoxious acts of Aaron. But the deed has been done.What form of shame have I not faced all because of love for Aaron. The children's mocking gaze at me was just the tip of an iceberg. I picked up myself and brushed off the imaginary dirt off my dress.Was it that day I almost ran into a child cause I was in a hurry to give him his brunch, or the day my dress got ripped when he angrily pulled me away in public. A lot of shame that even I couldn't recall.I trotted back home, tears not being able to stay still in my eyes, having the burden of the whole world on my shoulders. I felt it. God knows this wasn't what I signed up for.Come on, what happened
CadeFinally, the day I've been waiting for. The day I'll be assuming the position of CEO. The Walton family members felt the need of not making me take the position, claiming I didn't “deserve it”. Like they did.There's just something that puts me off when it gets to these people. What was their problem with me? Was it because Father didn't leave them a profitable property to hold on, or something worse. It had to be something.But one thing I foumd impeccably interesting and fancy was the fact was that Mrs Walton,aka my mother stayed quiet throughout the whole drama.I definitely didn't take after her. I fought for my position.I stared at the figure in the mirror as I took up my zipper, sprayed some deodorant and yeah, one wouldn't want to shut their eyes after glancing at me. One more thing, my tie. I adjusted it and I looked just perfect. Imagine signing the document that makes me the rightful owner to that seat.Now the normal thing I'd do is maintain the composure, resist th
Scarlett.Others had a way of flushing out their pain, either by crying or feeling so locked up in their emotions, but for me, it was different. I would work my ass out.I added more soap flakes to the clothes, twisting a control key of the washing machine. I had just finished cleaning the rooms, cooking and doing the dishes.“Get a job, it'll distract you from all these shit. “ Ma headed to the sink, turning on the tap to rinse the ketchup on her hands.“I'm not taking any job, mom.” Maybe after a week or two - for a reason I'm yet to ascertain, myself.“You need to take him off your head. He isn't worth a space.” We both knew he had. Still figuring out if he didn't have the largest space. She damped her hands on her apron, drying up the wetness, yet again picking another item.“You saying it reminds me even more.” Now I couldn't stop thinking of him. The thought intensified. The way he used to kiss me, the way he made love to me, infact the…”I'll never leave you.” promises he made.