Betrothed To The Cold Billionaire

Very familiar orbs that made my blood boil whenever I remember them. I stared at the man in both surprise and anger. What the hell is he doing here??

“You!!” I said at the top of my voice as I pointed my index finger at him angrily.

He cocked his head sidwways and raised his brows in confusion as he stared at me inquisitively.

“What are you doing here??” I asked in anger.

“Huh.. I live here.” He said in a duh tone.

I took a quick glance at him to see if he was telling the truth. He was putting on casual clothes and a pair of indoor flats. Does he actually live here??

If that was true, then who is he? I really doubt that he is my husband mainly because of all that I have heard about him but if he actually was, then I’m leaving behind this marriage right now.

I would prefer a disfigured man than someone that has bo once of respect for anybody.

“You must be the new bride?” He asked, his voice was laced with amusement.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

The way he was talking to me was different from how he treated me at the mall that day. It made me question my own memories. I started thinking if he was actually the one that insulted me that day or that was just his doppelganger.

“Who are you?” I asked instead of answering his questions as I folded my arms.

“You are still as bratty as you were when we met at that mall. Don’t you know that you are supposed to answer when someone asks you a question?” He asked, making me frown.

So he was actually the one. Why was he talking to me like we were long lost friends?? And he’s still calling me a fucking brat!!

“What did you just call me??” I asked, pretending like I didn’t hear him the first time.

“Not only being a brat, you have added daftness into your list of qualities. Interesting…” He added, still smiling at me and that infuriated me the more.

Not only calling me a brat, he just called me foolish. That’s really the height of it all.

“Hey mister!!” I called as I walked closer to him, staring at him eye to eye.

“Who the fuck do you think you are that you think you can walk over me anyhow that you like?? You are not even my husband so I don’t know why you think you can insult me anyhow at every given opportunity that you have.” I stated angrily. His brows rose in surprise when I said that.

Is he really surprised that I had finally had enough of all his insults? Is he surprised that I’m talking back at him? If he is really that surprised, then he is in for more surprises.

I was about to say something again when he chuckled. What the hell is funny?? He gave me a small glance before he shpok his head and walked away. I wanted to go after him and pour out all the anger in me to him but I held back myself.

I know Grandma told me to respect the people I meet here but it was just so hard to do so. He wasn’t even my husband so, why should I even bother? It seemed like my brother’s age or maybe older but I just couldn’t see him as someone older. Anytime I set my eyes on him, anger surges in me.

I decided to go in and look for my so called husband. Even though he was actually disfigured, that doesn’t mean that he shouldn’t come out to greet me.

Come to think of it, we didn’t even have any wedding. I just signed the marriage documents and now, I’m moving in with him. Everything’s just going too fast for me.

I noticed two maids that had been in the living room when I was talking to that idiot and signalled tyem to come over to where I was. They bowed respectfully when they got to where I was.

“Where’s Adrian?” I asked, ignoring their greetings. They stared at me in confusion before they turned to themselves, exchanging inquisitive looks.

“Your boss??” I asked again as I gave them a look. Don’t they know the name of the person they were working for.

They stared at me in surprise.

“I don’t understand. You were just…” One of them was saying when she suddenly stopped talking.

“Just what??” I asked impatiently. Instead of answering me, they kept mute and kept staring at something.. rather someone behind me with fear and respect in their eyes. What the hell is wrong with them?

I turned back to see the wierdo staring at us, mostly them. The moment he noticed my stares, he turned around and left. What the hell is wrong with him? I thought he had left.

“Where is he??” I asked more impatiently as I turned my attention back to them.

“Uhmm.. uhhh. He isn’t around right now.” One of them stammered and they scurried off immediately.

I stared at them in surprise. What the hell is wrong with everyone in this house?? Why are they so weird??

I had the urge to ask another maid but I held myself back. When he comes back from wherever his is, I’ll meet him. But now. I need to rest because of how tired I was right now.

I called on another maid and she directed me to my new room. I stared at the room in admiration. It was bigger, more spacious and beautiful than my room in my parents home. I walked towards a door I noticed at the far end of the room and opened it.

I almost screamed out when I saw the beautiful bathroom. It was so big that it could contain about fifty people. Then the closet, big also with different places for me to put new clothes, bags and shoes that I was going to get in the nearest future.

It was like a whole section in a mall. All of my belongings had already been arranged neatly in the places they were supposed to be. I’m pretty sure I was going to enjoy my stay in here if this is how it’s going to be.

I really hoped that I wasn’t going to share the room with my ‘husband’. Even though it is very big and the queen sized bed had enough room for about five people altogether, I still didn’t want to share a room with him.

It was all too weird to even bother to think about it. So, I decided forgot about everything right now, freshen up and take a quick nap before it gets dark. I entered the bath room and took off my clothes.

Then, I wrapped a towel that I could find before around my body before walking in. My bathing soaps and face wash had already been put in there by the maids so, I just got into the shower. I smiled as I enjoyed how the warm water cascaded down my body.

After being in the bathroom for about thirty minutes, I walked out of the shower and used the short towel around my body again and a shorter one on my wet hair.

I came out of the bathroom and was about to go into the closet when I noticed a figure close to the bed. The person had a male’s physique. He was seated on a wheelchair with his back facing me.

Fear gripped me when I saw the intruder. Who was that?? Then I noticed the person turn to face me. I almost screamed out when I saw the horrific face of the person.

Then it hit me.. this was my husband!!!