LOVING THE REJECTED BILLIONAIRE

A broad devilish smile is plastered on her face. That smile a witch wears after casting a spell on someone. She has just done that, and now she knows the spell is working.

She has won! Game well played, Maria! Again, yet again, she won over me!C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

“You can stay.” I mumble once agsin, and Andy snaps out of his state.

I expected him to ask me why I am doing this. Why I am allowing Maria to stay. But he doesn’t say a thing. Maybe this is what he wanted, he just didn’t know how to say it. I have lessened the burden for him. Now he doesn’t have to say it. For him and Angel, I am willing to dine with the devil, and even dance with it if that is all it will take to see them out of harm’s way.

The annoying clicking sound of Maria’s heels as she walks back to us again catches our attention once more. She must be doing it on purpose.

“You are so intelligent and humane, my dear cousin. Exactly just as I thought.” She mocks, standing in front of us, but her eyes are on Andy. “I knew you would understand.” She shifts her eyes to me after devouring my Andy up to the last piece.

Mine, because Andy is all mine ALONE!

“I did not do it for you. It is all for Angel and Andy. They don’t deserve any of the shit you are up to. I thought you were rotten, but I didn’t know how much.” I explain.

“And you are a saint? Cut the crap! If you were able to screw your cousin’s husband for months, that makes the two of us. You are as rotten as I am.””I am not sorry for that, and I will never be. You and I can never be the same. And let me warn you, whatever games you and Damian are playing, you are not going to win. Mark my words, Maria!” I warn.

“That will be the eighth wonder of the world, Tania. Maria losing to Tania Lawson? Don’t make me laugh! Since when did I ever lose to you?””Never! But this time, Maria, you will.”

“I would love to see how.” She leans in to whisper in my ear. “The game is on, cousin. May the best rotten bitch win!”I speculated she had a motive. I had a feeling she had all this planned. But why? She has Damian. Why don’t they have their own child and leave Andy and Angel alone? Is she barren now? Or is he impotent? Whatever they are playing at, I will not let them ruin the lives of Andy and Angel. She has the guts to call me rotten?

“TWO WEEKS!” Andy speaks for the first time, and we both glare at him. “If you will not have won my daughter’s heart in two weeks, you will leave this house and never show your fucking face to us ever again. Is that clear?” His voice is cold and calm.

“What’s the hurry, Adrian? Are you afraid I will make you fall for me again? That is if, you stopped loving me.”This woman sure has balls! If she is aiming to irk me, then she is winning. Isn’t she here for Angel?

“About that, it’s upon you to decide whether you will stay in this house for those two weeks, or I will kick your ass to the streets where you belong tomorrow morning. Stay within your limit! You are an intruder! I regret that you are the mother of my daughter. I regret that I once called you my wife. Don’t make me lose it, Maria!”She seems taken aback for a second.

She probably thought that maybe she can fool Andy. But she was wrong. Now she looks like a rained cat, shivering in fear, and refusing to believe what Andy just said.

“Where is my room?” She asks, shaking off the fear she felt a minute ago. I love her acting though, however annoying it is. But this time, I will give her the dose of her medicine.

“The guest room in the furthest end on your right.” Andy says.

That is the smallest room in this house, and there are two more unoccupied descent rooms here. I’m glad he is placing her where she belongs. Well, that is even too much for a witch-bitch like this she-monkey.

“I am your mother’s daughter. Still your wife according to the law. I deserve better, Adrian!” She rants.

“I think you lost your hearing abilities over the years. You don’t deserve anything! It’s either that, or you get lost from here.” Andy asserts, his eyes emitting fire.

“I will make you regret doing this to me, Adrian Ashton!” She drags her heavy suitcase close to her. “My bonding time with my daughter starts tomorrow. We will stay back here in the house and try to catch up.””What?” Andy and I chorus together. She is not being serious right now, is she?

“I don’t understand why you are both surprised. You don’t expect me to attend your stupid wedding, do you?””Angel is looking forward to that wedding. She is excited about it. Why are you so determined to ruin your daughter’s happiness?” I yell at her, anger getting the best of me.

“Angel doesn’t need to witness that wedding. All she needs is to get to know her real mother. She is not attending that pathetic wedding. She will stay back with me, her mother. And you better get that stupid idea that you can be her mother out of your stupid head because it will never happen. And if you two don’t want a scandal in your wedding, you better convince Angel to stay right here with me.”Holy God! What is this? Why is this happening? No, what exactly is happening? The kid might be dreaming of the big day as we speak, and now we have to ask her to stay back? We ask her not to attend our wedding? Impossible! This bitch is just too much!

“Listen, Maria.” I humble myself, and speak with the softest voice I can ever afford. Angel doesn’t have to be caught up in these chaos. She is a child. She has nothing to do with this fight at all. Can this bitch understand that and spare the innocent child? “leave angel out of this mess. She is so young to be involved in our fights. Let her be part of our happy day tomorrow, then you can stay with her the rest of the two weeks. She has been anticipating this, please?””I don’t want my daughter to get more attached to you than she already is, don’t you get it? You are, and will always remain a NANNY to her. My daughter will not witness her father replacing me with a cheap crap like you. And one more thing.” Another blow? What is it again? “As long as I am here, I want you as far away from my daughter as possible. STEER CLEAR OFF MY DAUGHTER!” With that, she hauls her belongings and catwalks upstairs.

What! I stay away from Angel? How can she be so cruel? How can I stay away from Angel? I consider her my child. I love her like my own child. She has become a part of me that I treasure so much. And now she can’t even attend my wedding?

I stay away from Angel? I plunge to the couch, tears flowing.

The clock ticks midnight, but I wish it can stop ticking. I wish it can stop right there and give me time to think. Time to digest everything and see if I can understand anything. Try to understand if this all makes any sense at all. How can a single person ruin everything in just a matter of hours?

I should be sound asleep, peacefully waiting for the much-awaited day, but now everything seems so confusing. Here I am nursing a headache. My head is spinning with a thousand things running through it. What a disaster! What a messy day! What a bitch Maria is!

Andy is thunderstruck! He is kneeling before me without saying a word. I know he is worried about his daughter and everything. But doesn’t he have anything to tell me? Even a fake promise will do at this time. I need someone to tell me I am having a bad dream. Or that this is just a passing dark cloud. His silent mode is not helping at all. My heart is about to burst, same as my head. Before I forget sobbing and start crying like a child, I stand up, leaving Andy to deal with his thoughts and I run off to my daughter’s room.

Angel is my daughter. I consider her my child. It breaks my heart to think that she will get caught up in this stupid fight that Maria has started.

What’s going to happen now, Angel? I was looking forward to seeing your beautiful smile tomorrow. I was imagining how your beautiful face will shine the whole church tomorrow. How can I deny you that joy, princess? How can I deny you that happiness, my Angel? Will it be worth anything if you will not be part of our wedding? How are we supposed to go on with this beautiful day without you?

I crouch beside her on her bed, stroking her hair.

“You are a part of me – us. This was partly for you, Angel. How can we even afford to be in a celebration mood while you will be sulking back here with that witch?”