Arranged Marriage With The Billionaire

“Wait,” he said quickly stepping in her way. “You have to understand that I thought you knew, and I didn’t want this. Seriously, I was against the whole idea.”

“I’m not angry with you Dylan, not you. Do you know how I feel? Like some pawn in a stupid play.”

“I’m sorry. I don’t even care about the inheritance anymore. It was one of the reason I was strongly against the marriage. After everything with Clara, she was someone I really cared for and it was this stupid talk of inheritance that Sylvia brought up to her that destroyed our relationship. It was why I didn’t want this, and also one of the reasons I treated you the way I did. I didn’t want to fall or you, or for you to fall for me, knowing that you were just doing this to pay for your father’s debt and my parents were making me do this to secure the inheritance.”

“And now?”ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“I don’t care anymore, this is no longer because of the inheritance. This between us is because I like you and now, I really want to pursue this thing with you, see where it leads us.”

Like she had said, she wasn’t angry with Dylan. She wasn’t surprised because there had to be a better reason behind them wanting her to get married to their son and not just for the sake of it. “So Sylvia is so bent on destroying this relationship because?”

“Because she is Sylvia and well… my parents are not the only one who has their eyes set on the inheritance. Simple, if I don’t get it, it’s given to the next in line, which is Sylvia.”

“That’s why she’s so desperate.” Blair sighed. “Well I feel better knowing this now. I thought she was just weird, but… she still is, but at least she has a good reason to be this time.”

“You’re not mad at me?” He asked.

“No… I have one more question though. So, this Clara? She broke up with you because of Sylvia? The inheritance?”

“Because she thought the only reason I wanted to be with her, was so I could marry her, just for the inheritance. At least now I know who put that idea in head. But please believe me, Sylvia is wrong. I know we only just started getting along with the decision to try and make this marriage work, and I’m not doing this with the inheritance in mind.”

“I know that already, don’t worry, I’m not a child to let Sylvia’s words get to me. It’s fine, I mean there is nothing I can do about it now. Getting angry would not change anything, so I best just go along with it.”

“I’m sorry for all this, the things you have to go through because of me… I’m going to speak to Sylvia about this, she has to stop.”

“It’s fine, I’m not angry,” she assured him.

“Why didn’t your grandfather just give you his stuff if he really wanted to? Why the whole twist attached to the inheritance?”

“I don’t know… my family is weird.”

“Definitely.” She agreed.

Hey Blair. It’s me Richard, if you’re wondering I got your new number from a friend. I asked Samantha, but she refused to give me… that’s understandable. I am back in town and I was hoping if we could talk. I would really like to see you again.

Blair seeing Richard’s text over again, not believing her eyes. Her eyes were on the last sentence. “Like to see my again,” she muttered slowly. “No, this can’t be happening now. Why are you coming back, just disappear again.”

Blair? Are you busy, Can I call?”

She stared, wide eyes filled with panic as her phone started to ring the moment she saw the message. Blair quickly put her phone in aeroplane mode and pushed it aside. She stared at it for awhile, then reached for the phone again. Turning the airplane mode off, she waited and saw that a new message had entered.

I went back to the old apartment, you aren’t there anymore. Please, I need to see you.

Blair read in disbelief at the audacity Richard had to say that. She wondered if he thought she would still remain in the same home they built. Every corner of the apartment reminded her of Richard, most of the things they either bought or made it, she had to leave if she ever wanted to heal. Blair was doing better now, Dylan was making her feel things again. Things she thought only Richard could, except this time it was different. Not because her relationship with Dylan had been better than that of Richard, but it was because of how he made her feel, brought out this stronger version of herself.

Back then, she had to always rely on Richard, ran to him at the smallest change, depended on him to fix it all, always willing to give it all for him. With Dylan she felt powerful, certain things she would never have thought of facing, she did now. He made her want to be a better person not just for anybody else, but for herself. She had already began to acknowledge her feelings for him. Back then she would have never even have thought of it because of the way he treated her. They were taking things slowly like they just started going out, although they were already married for over three months now. They hadn’t even shared a single kiss which most would find surprising, except for the one they had on their wedding day which could barely be counted as a kiss.

The beep from her phone again pushed her off her thoughts.

“Where are you please?”

Blair remembered Samantha’s words from the other day. What she would do if Richard decided to come see her and meets Dylan. Blair had acted nonchalant about it then, but she was actually worried. She didn’t know why though, she just feared the worse, she didn’t think she could handle that.

Her fingers hovered over the phone as she wondered if she should give him a reply, anything so he would stop texting her. She decided to tell him to leave her alone, because she has moved on-which was the truth.”

I don’t know who gave you my num…

She paused, shaking her head she cleared the message. She didn’t think that was the right way to start. She decided to just go straight to the point and avoid long stories.

Please don’t come looking for me. I have moved on and so should you.

“Blair?” She was about to go over the text again when she heard Dylan call her name, she threw her phone under the bed. “Blair?”

“Yes, I’m coming.” She knelt down reaching for her phone, she ran to the bathroom and threw it inside her bag, just then the door was opened and Dylan walked in. “Hey!” She turned to face him quickly, with the brightest smile she could put on.

“Is everything okay?” He asked, she nodded quickly. “Ok, are you ready?”

She cleared her throat. “Just one moment and I’ll be out. I need to do something first.”

“Ok, I’ll be waiting for you downstairs.”

“Okay.” He walked out, once the door was shut. Blair let out a breath she didn’t even know she was holding. Placing her head on her chest, she stayed still, trying to calm herself. Nothing had happened, but she couldn’t understand why she was breathing so fast. It was probably the fear of the climax she sensed was coming, she wasn’t ready for it.

This was just the start of a new beginning, Blair felt it was too soon. If Richard as really going to return, Blair wished he had waited for a really long time before running back and then she would feel comfortable knowing she had built a strong relationship would Dylan, no fear thinking that his return would destroy it.

She took her phone out again. Blair decided not to send the text, she didn’t think anyone would tell Richard where she was. She knew if she really wanted to end things with him, then there was no need to even send a text. She also didn’t want to let Richard to stop her from having a good time with Dylan, she planned to enjoy the day in all ways possible. Blair cleared the message, switching off her phone, she placed it back in her wardrobe. Then grabbed her bag from the bed and walked out.

“Oh, Blair you look stunning,” Donna complimented as Blair came down from the stairs. She looked at Dylan. “You should be grateful for being blessed with a good wife, not everyone can tolerate your stubborn self.” Blair laughed while Dylan rolled his eyes.