Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Wife

Sandro ended the call and dialled some different numbers to arrange things, he told his chief bodyguard to call for a helicopter. Since he was practically on an island which made him keep every single opportunity and option of Elle away from the place. He did not want her to leave before his ego got satiated and fed with arrogance and pride caused by shattering her heart and destroying her physically. Sandro headed towards the wardrobe and selected a suit for himself, he wanted to go back as if nothing such had happened. He did not intend to make his brother and parents worried or even suspicious of his activities, hence he planned everything beforehand and if Lucas would dig in about Sandro’ whereabouts, he would find him in Bali. ‘I shouldn’t tell Elle all by myself that I’m going away for a few days. I should probably get a servant to inform her, after all she gotta miss me and long for my touch.’ The man was working on his plan since the day one while Elle assumed that it was only his obsession towards her which caused Sandro to do all those things. He got all dressed up and took his necessary belongings as Sandro walked out of the room and was greeted by the chief bodyguard. The guard waited for the young master’s presence while the maid stood there to inform Sandro about Elle’ room changing. Sandro was amused by her acts but an unknown feeling of jealousy and madness filled his heart as he hated her guts. ‘How dare she appear in that indecent attire in front of the servants!? She clearly does not value herself, I bet that’s how she lured Richardson.’ Sandro assumed all the worst things he could imagine and associated them all to Elle. He was blinded with the madness that he failed to see through her genuine love which she had for him. Or perhaps she was still having that grave of her love buried deep down in her heart. His blood boiled upon the conclusion, that he began to doubt the time they both had spent before. ‘Poor Richardson! He could not even see through the slyness of this woman. Keke, but I know that she is playing the same tricks of so-called love on him, as she did with me.’ He nodded at the information and told the maid to bid farewell to Elle on his behalf and gave his message to the lady that “bees and flowers belong together.” Sandro knew she would understand the meaning behind those words, since they both used to say them during their cohabitation. The maid took his leave as Sandro headed towards the exit with his kind constantly ringing the bells of different worries and worst fears. ‘You took advantage of me during our time together, hah! You say you loved me? You never cared for my desires and feelings, you bitch!’ Sandro was angrily walking towards the helipad at the back of the castle, while clenching his fists he could already see what Elle had been doing with him all those years. ‘You always pushed me back when I attempted to approach you closely, but then now you are fucking my cousin! What the heck happened to you, Elle!? You could have just go and hire some male prostitutes to fuck around, why did you stay by my side playing with my heart only to dump me?’ The cool breeze had already lowered the temperature of the area, but it could not soothe the raging storm of anger within Sandro. The man did not want to settle down until he had revenge on her the same way she dumped him. Or perhaps worse! On the other hand the maid knocked on the door while Elle was brushing her wet hair, she permitted her to walk in after hearing her voice as Elle opened the door. The maid informed her about the dinner time and requested Elle to fill her on about her preference in food. However when she stated the message given by Sandro she immediately stopped moving her hands in her hair. ‘These words!’ Elle could not take any of his bullshit furthermore, Sandro knew she would react to those words just as she did. The lady did not want the maid to see her water-swelling eyes, thus she told her to cook whatever she wants. After the maid was gone Elle walked towards the window after throwing the brush on the bed, her thoughtful face had slightly teary eyes while the lady muttered to herself under breath. “Bees and flowers do belong together but they sting the heart of flowers. And the wounds caused by the stings of painful memories last long until they fade with the incoming of autumn. Only to be remembered again next year, on the same day!”Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org