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Chapter 68

Chapter 68 | Dare You To Throw me A couple of hours later, Amy stepped down from Michael’s land rover that had just parked before her house. After he drove off, Amy began to walk towards her apartment with a big bag in her hand. Once, she got before the door, she sighted a long shadow and she knew at once that someone was nearby, looking up, she saw Broderick appear before her. His face was cold and too stern. “Hi!” Amy greeted. Broderick just stared at her blankly, Amy pretended not to notice his hard gaze and then unlocked her door. She pushed the door open but then thought that it will be rude for her to walk inside, leaving him outside here. She turned to him and asked,” Mr. Broderick, are you here to see me?” “I need you to follow me somewhere,” he said strongly. “Where could that be? I’ve just returned from the mall and I’m kind of tired,” Amy said. “When we get there, you’ll know,” Broderick said. He didn’t sound like he was asking at all, it sounded like a command. Once he finished speaking, he walked away from her apartment and straight to his car. Amy wondered what it was that was making him angry, she walked inside nevertheless and dropped the bag with her inside then walked out, locked they door and went to meet him inside the car. The door to the seat beside the driver’s seat was already opened so Amy simply walked in. Broderick started the car and began to drive. Amy knew better not to say a word. She wanted to know what was making him angry first. The car soon parked before a cemetery. Amy watched as he opened the door and went to the back of the car. 1 Amy got down from the car and watched him being out a big beautiful flower from the booth of the car. He then walked far away into the cemetery. From afar she could see him kneel and then place the flower down gently. After a few seconds, he began to walk back towards the car. Amy walked a little bit away from the car closer to the cemetery and when he eventually got before her,

she saw how deep his gaze had become. “Mr. Broderick, I’m confused about what’s going on. Is there something I can help you with?” Amy was indeed confused. “I went to honour the grave of my late mistress,” Broderick said. “Oh! I’m so sorry about that.” Amy sympathized, but wondered why he brought her to this place. Broderick sighed and began to walk to where his car was, he opened the door and brought out his cigarette and a lighter, he leaned on the car and lighted his cigarette then began to smoke. Amy simply watched him in amazement. “My heart is so heavy, my body is tired of carrying it,” Broderick said as he smoked. Amy sighed and folded her arms,” can you tell me what is troubling you, Mr. Broderick?” Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

*I don’t want you to get married to Michael,” Broderick said. Oh! was that what was making him angry? Amy thought. But why would he be angry because she was marrying someone else. “Is there a reason behind that?” Amy questioned. “You also don’t want me to get married to Theresa. Perhaps, the same reason you had for not wanting me to have a wedding with Theresa is the same reason I have for not wanting you to get married to my brother,” Broderick said, still smoking. “We haven’t spoken after our last conversation on call, otherwise, you could have known that I have changed my mind. You can go ahead and marry her now I won’t be a friend that will stop you from fulfilling your promise to Theresa,” Amy said. You already changed your mind, huh?” Broderick thought and sighed, he dropped his hand and lowered his head for a while as if thinking about something. He raised his face and said,” Irrespective, I don’t want you to get married to my brother.” Why Mr. Broderick? Whatever issues you have with your brother should stay between the both of you, it shouldn’t extend to me.”

Amy said. Broderick dropped the cigarette in his hand and said,” I am Broderick Alessandro, the most ..” “… The most powerful man in North Hill. I know that. Are you trying to force me to stop my wedding with the love of my life?” Amy said. Those words ‘love of my life,’ stung his heart. The sharp pain he felt in his heart was excruciating, he mumbled angrily,” I hate you.” “Same here, Mr. Broderick.” Amy smirked painfully and looked away. “Isn’t it ironical that you hate me yet you want to be friend with me? yet you don’t want me to marry your brother?” Amy shook her head, “should I find my way home or will you drive me back home?” “With my power and influence, I will stop your wedding from holding,” Broderick said. “If you love me, just say it,” Amy said, looking into his face. Broderick smirked and suddenly curved his arms around her waist then press her to himself,” why in the fucking world did I have the same feeling I have for my late mistress for you. If you are really the one, just tell me and stop hurting me.” 11 “I really wish I’m the one cause if I am the one, I know better that you will pamper me. But I’m Cleo, a different person from your late mistress,” Amy said. “Today, I want to meet your father and your mother. Only then can I confirm that you are truly not my late mistress?” Broderick said. Amy wasn’t expecting that so her heart suddenly became troubled and her brain began to storm for ideas on how to escape this shell that Broderick’s question just placed her in. “My parents are not in North Hill,” A.y responded. She didn’t mind that he was in his close embrace. She even felt warmth and comfortable with him. “Where are they? Wherever they are in this world, I want to meet with them,” Broderick said. “Are you marrying me? I thought we are friends so why did you want to meet my parents?” Amy asked. Broderick kissed her forehead all of a sudden then looked at her small and cute face,” Meeting your parent is the only way I can confirm your true identity.” “After my wedding with Mr. Michael, we’ll take you to my parents,” Amy said. Broderick turned her all of a sudden and slammed her to the car then pressed his body hardly against

her, “stop fucking talking about marrying that bastard!” his voice was loud that her body felt like it will break. Amy became scared of him, he looked like one who was ready to kill. Why does the fact that she was getting married to Michael hurts him so much? why? Amy just looked at him in fear and didn’t say anymore word, lest he kill her and bury her here. Broderick disengaged himself from her slowly and took few steps back. He gritted his teeth hard as the remembrance of his childhood days with Michael and his father flooded his head. “If you go ahead and do the wedding, I will destroy you,” he said angrily. He meant every single word he said. Amy adjusted into a standing position and folded her arms, she sighed and asked,” So I can’t have a wedding with someone will be happy with just because I’m friend with you? Gosh! this is bullying.” Amy expressed her frustration. “Infact, I don’t want to be friends with you anymore,” Amy said. “All good. I don’t want to be friends with you anymore too.” Broderick motioned for her to get away from his car and she moved away. He got inside his car and started the ignition of the car, he lowered the window and said,” One more thing, I will send you and that bastard out of North Hill.” Fear gripped Amy’s heart as she heard him say this. Did he really have the capacity to send his brother out of North Hill? Thought they are equally powerful? Didn’t they both bear the surname, Alessandro? Broderick was almost driving away angrily but he remembered the day he sent Amy away angrily only for her to be a victim of kidnapper. No matter how angry he becomes, he must always be rational and reasonable in thinking, “Get inside the car, I’ll drive you home.” “It’s not necessary anymore. Afterall, we are no longer friends.“ “I brought you here so it’s my responsibility to take you back to your house, Miss Cleo,” Broderick said. This place was too dangerous indeed. It will be better for him to drive her home. She got inside his car and he began to drive. There was a weird silence between the both of them for the next fifty seconds that the car had been moving. The atmosphere in the car was too tense that Amy’s throat became very dry despite how cool

the car was. “Mr. Broderick!” Amy glanced at his angry but handsome side profile,” I made a little bit of research about your late mistress and one of the things I found out was that she assured herself was that she will never forgive you unless you love her. Loving her is the only reward she want for the pain you have caused her in the past.” “How can I love her when she’s dead? She should have stayed alive and see if I won’t eventually love her. I’m broken and I’m just trying to gather the peices. It will definitely take me time. Also, I get angry easily, as you can see. I’m scared to even fall in love. I may just be hurting her everytime when I get angry. I’m working on myself and my character and that too…will take time.” “Why did you make so much research about my late mistress, though? you seem so interested in her?” Broderick asked. “I looked like her and I know that many people in different occasion will be deceived to think I am her. So I researched to know everything about her. It’s an harmless research.” Amy responded. The atmosphere between them was now becoming less tense. “I think you need to work on your anger, Mr. Broderick. It’s so scary,” Amy added but Broderick didn’t say any word. “I won’t be able to attend your wedding with Theresa cause it’s on that same day that I’m getting married to Mr. Michael. I’m VV sorry!” Broderick remained quiet still and when Amy reasoned that he seemed not to be in a good mood, she stopped talking. His car soon pulled over before her house, Amy spoke again,” Mr. Broderick, you use to go everywhere you want to go with escorts, why are you suddenly driving alone? Isn’t it too dangerous for you?” “A dead man is not scared of death,” Broderick said and opened the door by her side,” you can get down. Don’t worry, after today, you won’t see me anymore.” Those last words hold so much meaning that it gave Amy goosebumps, “what do you mean by your last words? and why are you referring to yourself as a dead man?” Amy of course cared for him a lot, afterall, she loved him. But she had to hide her feelings until she was sure that he love her back. Only then can

she reveal to him that she was actually Amy. “I stopped living ever since I found out that my late wife was a cheat. This is not whom I use to be, Miss. Cleo? If people who are close to me, expecially my late mum tells you about my personality when my late wife was alive, you will adore me so much. Did you know that some heartbreak don’t just break your heart? It actually damages it. When your heart is damaged, you can only live as a shadow of your true self,” Broderick said from a bitter heart. “You do not deserve a man like me, I’m not worthy of you. Now that I think of it, if we get close, I do not have the capacity to make you happy, all I can cause you is pain,” Broderick swallowed painfully, “if my brother will make you happy… go for him! I’ll let my already rupturing heart whither away.” Tears streamed down from Amy’s eyes as she heard him speak. How broken was this man? Amy placed his hand on his palm while looking at his blue eyes that was litered with agony, anguish and pain. “Seems you and your brother have a horrible past, would you like to tell me about it?” She asked. “Get out of my car, Miss, Cleo,” Broderick said, his anger taking over again. “I dare you to throw me out,” Amy said and suddenly pressed her body on his, her hands curved around him. Amy felt something like liquid fall on her neck, since her head was resting on his chest. She raised her face up to his and saw a drop of tears falling gently like dew from his blue eyes.