Falling For The Billionaire Heir

The following days were very tough for her. Helen continued to think of what to do, as Darin continued to insist that they must start a family immediately.

She could not sleep properly most nights: she would drift between sleep and cognizance as she thought of what to do. Her afternoons were not better, too. Her friend, Jane, kept asking her if she was alright and Helen continued to insist that everything was fine.

Eventually, she moved out of the house. She needed time to think things through in a neutral environment; whether to divorce Darin or to start making babies.

The day she moved, she waited until Darin left for the office before she started packing a few of her things into two suitcases.

Mrs. Smith was not so surprised when she found her rolling the suitcases out of the bedroom later in the day. She had been suspecting all along that all was not well between the couple.

“Are you traveling, ma’am?” She asked perceptively. Helen did not answer, nor did she look into the older woman’s face. Knowing she couldn’t stop her, Mrs. Smith watched helplessly as Helen called the maid to carry the suitcases downstairs for her.

Helen drove to a short-let apartments estate. She paid two weeks’ rent for a one-bedroom apartment.

She called her friend Jane after she settled down and told her what had been going on and that she just moved out. To say it surprised her friend was an understatement. “You did what?” She asked.

“I left.” Helen took a deep breath. “I need my sanity, Jane.”

Jane could not find her voice for some time. Helen had to check the phone if she was still on the line. “Jane, hello, are you still there?”

“Yes, yes,” Jane finally spoke. “I’m still here, surprised and dumbfounded. You know, I have been saying that something is wrong with you for some time now.”

“Well,” Helen laughed weakly. “I’m sorry I didn’t confide in you early enough. To tell the truth, I feel guilty about the pills. I know anyone who hears my story will blame me.”

“Yes, you should be,” Jane reprimanded her. ‘And packing out now, don’t you think you are complicating matters?”

“No, I’m not,” Helen insisted. “You don’t understand, I need to get out of that house….”

“I don’t understand at all,” Jane said, and Helen could hear the disappointment in her friend’s voice.

Jane continued, “okay, I agree things were not great between the two of you in the beginning, but everything changed after we graduated. Why didn’t you stop the pills?”

“Didn’t you hear anything I said?” Helen scoffed. “I don’t want babies for now.”

“This is no joke,” Jane said in a serious tone. “I wonder how we became friends. I just don’t understand you sometimes.”

“Well, you are stuck with me for life, girl!” Helen joked.

“I know and it’s a pity for me,” Jane replied and they both burst into laughter. They ended the call in a lighter mood, with Jane promising to see her the following day.

Darin’s first call came in at a few minutes past seven pm. Just about the time he used to return from work.

She didn’t pick up at first, but she changed her mind when he wouldn’t stop calling still about forty minutes later.

“Helen, where are you?” He asked the moment she swiped her finger across. “Somewhere,” she replied.

“What do you mean, somewhere?” He asked. “I just got home now and you are not here. I was told you left with two suitcases.”

“Don’t bother about me,” she said and walked out into the living room. “I’m fine where I am.”

“What do you mean by that?” he raised his voice, he was getting frustrated. “Tell me where you are. I will come and pick you up now.”

“I said you should leave me alone,” she screamed into the phone. “I want to be left alone, please!” With that, she cut the line off and threw the phone on the couch beside her.

He called and called again, but she refused to pick up. She put her two phones in silence mode and went back into the bedroom.

At around eight the next morning, the intercom in the living room rang. Helen picked it up.

And they informed her from the gate that a certain Mr. Darin Grayson was asking to see her. She sighed. She knew he would find her, but never imagined it would be that fast.

“Should I allow him in?” The man at the other end asked when Helen kept mute. Helen took a deep breath. “yes, let him in. Thanks.”

“So this is where you are hiding,” he said as he walked into the small living room. “Why are you being so stubborn, Helen?”

“What are you doing here?” she closed the door. “I already told you to leave me alone.” She sat on the sofa.

He sat opposite her. “Helen, please let’s go home. We will talk everything over, please. I am sorry if I have been hard on you in these past few weeks,” He pleaded with her and gave her a look that showed how sorry he was.

“I’m okay, at least you know where I am now,” she avoided eye contact with him. “I will come back if I decide to. You can’t force me.”Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

“Okay, I’m ready to wait until you want us to have babies.” He shrugged, “please just come back home.” Helen said nothing.

He looked at his wristwatch. “You are putting me under too much stress, Helen.” He tilted his head back on the sofa. “I have to meet with a major partner in about an hour.” He raised his head, “and remember I’m leaving for Australia tonight.”

He tilted his head back again and covered his face with his palm. “I will spend four or five days at most,” he added after a brief silence like he just remembered to supply her with that information.

Helen insisted she was not going back, but agreed they would talk later.

He pulled her to her feet and wrapped his arms around her. “Is that a promise?” He asked, “Will we talk when I return?”

“Yes,” she walked out of his embrace. “I will be here when you come back from your trip.”

“Thank you,” he kissed her on the lips. He embraced her and stayed in her arms for a long time before he left reluctantly.