The Billionaire I Fell In Love With

Catherine thought he only wants to help her get Ethan back but he has his reasons too. He’s glad he now have her cooperation, it’ll make things easier.

Its past midnight and Ethan tossed in his bed. His eyes are wide opened, glued to the wall.

He couldn’t sleep, thoughts of Carrle couldn’t let him sleep.

The fact that he couldn’t get justice for her keeps hunting him.

Yeah… she has been dead for years now but he never stopped thinking about her.

She has died unjustly.

She had been murdered and he couldn’t even do anything about it.

She’s too good not to get justice but the detectives really tried their best for years and they couldn’t even find a clue.

He remembered the agony she had gone through in her last minutes and tears filled his eyes. Only if they hadn’t taken her to the hospital a bit late.

She was poisoned in the night and she had struggled till morning just so she could see him for the last time.

By the time they found her, it was late and she died as soon as she was wheeled into the hospital.

His world shattered at that moment that his wife’s delivery hadn’t even excited until he saw the beautiful tiny baby girl and fell in love with her immediately.

He knew that Carrle had come back to him but her death hurt him so much, even till this moment.

“Ethan, do wear this whenever you go into my room, that way you’ll feel my presence. ” She had told him weakly on their way to the hospital and then handed him the necklace she cherished most in the world.

Her grandmother had given it to her mother, her mother had given it to her and it was to be passed that way but she gave it to Ethan even when she had a child.

That made the necklace Ethan’s most cherished treasure, and even after her death, whenever he wore that necklace, he do feel her presence.

And then the necklace was stolen! Or was it misplaced, all he knew was that he was drunk that night and the next morning, he couldn’t find it again. He had combed the entire building with his workers and he had cried when he realized it was gone.

Knowing that the only thing that connected him to Carrle was gone, knowing Carrle had trusted him enough to give him the necklace instead of her daughter, knowing he was so careless made him angry with himself for years.

Arin was three when the necklace was stolen and till now, he’s still angry at himself.

Out of rage, he had ordered everyone to stay away from the room.

He always feels so bad whenever he goes into her room without the necklace.

Her presence was suddenly lost without the necklace and he stopped going to her room.

He feels so bad until now and if there’s anything he ever wish for, it’s to find that necklace. He missed Carrle’s presence.

He missed her so much.

Ethan got up from his bed, wiping his eyes.

He rarely cry but the tears just flow whenever he remembers Carrle.

She brought him up to be hardworking and business minded, to always help the poor and be humble.

“Hustle like you’re the poorest man on Earth” She always told him and those words was what made him successful.

Carrle always told him not to rely on his parents wealth and struggle to get his own. Carrle words made him a billionaire on his own even without his parents wealth.

She made him have a life of his own .

She was his backbone, his motivator, his best adviser and he’ll forever remain thankful to her.

Ethan adjusted his robe and slide his feet into his footwear , he walked to the small balcony which was outside his bedroom.

He rested his hands on the rails and stared at the sky.

It’s a beautiful midnight and the silence is quite overwhelming.

Ethan wished Carrle had met Arin.

There would have been no need to even employ any nanny.

Carrle had planned on how she would take care of Arin, she had spent most of her time making tiny dresses for his unborn daughter.

“Bring her up like i brought you up” Carrle had told him, like she knew she wasn’t going to be there .

He had laughed and told her she’ll be the one to bring Arin up.

He wondered what Carrle would think of Irish if she was here.

He had waited for her to show up in the library but she didn’t appeared and the library was suddenly boring to him, he couldn’t read, he ended up leaving the library.

Carrle would have liked Irish, she loved responsible ladies and she hadn’t been happy when he married Catherine, she and Catherine quarreled most of the time.

“Ethan, you shouldn’t trust that lady” She always told him. “Carrle she’s my wife and i love her” He would reply.

“I shouldn’t have trusted her like you said Carrle. She left me, with the kid” Ethan said, another round of tears building up in his eyes.

He wished Carrle was still alive, he wouldn’t have been that broken when Catherine left. He’s so glad he has Gabrielle, she was there for him.

Ethan furrowed his brow when he thought he heard someone scream. But he shrugged it off knowing everyone is asleep.

“Something… i.. s in m.. y room” Arin said and the hairs at the back of Irish’s neck stood. “Wh.. what is in your room?” She asked, her heart beating fast.

“A ghost.” Arin bursted out in tears.

Irish suddenly remembered what Carl had told her.

Her body shook in fear and she screamed hugging Arin very close to her.

Then they heard Dolly bark Continously in the room. She trembled. Had she seen the ghost too?

She quickly put a halt to her scream, knowing it might wake the entire building. Arin sobbed quietly in her arms.

Irish calmed her down even if she herself was restless and damn scared. “But what if it’s not a ghost?” She thought.

Dolly appeared in the room and climbed beside Arin, whipping.

“Wh.. how did it happen? How did you know it’s a ghost?” She asked Arin “I.. it was knocking at my window” Arin sniffed.

“Really?” Irish asked and the little girl nodded.

“Did it call out your name?” Irish asked. “It didn’t, you’re scaring me!” Arin cried. “Ohh… I’m sorry” Irish said.

“Come help me check it out, it was really knocking at my window. What if it’s a lost puppy” Arin said.

“But you said it was a ghost!” Irish said. “Maybe it is” Arin said.

“And do you really mean what you said that i should come help you check it out?” Irish asked in fear.

“Yes” Arin said.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Irish breathed in and out starting to get really scared.

“Aren’t you brave enough? Then come with me, let’s go get my dad” Arin said.

“I’ll do it” Irish said not wanting to disturb him, he have to go to work in the morning and he’ll be sleeping by now .

“Dolly come with me” Irish said

She slowly stood up from the bed and held Arin’s hand tightly, they both walked to the adjoining door and Irish swallowed hard, trying not to make her fear obvious.

“Yeah, I’m brave” she said inwardly reassuring herself. It took so long before she finally opened the door.

They stepped into Arin’ room and Irish’s heartbeat almost lost control.

The room was dark and she tried to find the switch with shaky hands, she found it and tried to turn it on but it wasn’t working.

She breathed in and tried again with a more stable hand.

The lights weren’t coming on! And then she heard the knocking sound on the window.. Her heart jumped in her chest and her feet was rooted to the spot.

She couldn’t move and she badly wanted to scream. Arin clung to her legs, crying.

The knock continued and Irish noticed it wasn’t sounding like a human knock. Her fear rose and she started crying too.

They were both stuck to the spot, none of them could move. She was loosing her mind.

“Help” Irish screamed loudly.

“Help us please” Arin screamed in tears.

Soon, they heard footsteps and the door to Arin’s room opened. “What happened?” Ethan asked rushing in.

“M.. my window. A ghost is knocking” Arin cried.

Ethan was so alarmed to see Irish in tears too. Is it that serious?

“A ghost?” He asked and they both nodded.

He moved to the window and truly heard a knocking sound, he sighed before pulling the curtain.

Arin and Irish screamed, clinging to each other like their lives depended on it and Ethan suddenly started laughing hard..

No ghost was knocking!.

It’s the midnight breeze making the tree branch to hit the window.

Tbc.