Falling For The Billionaire Heir

On the next street, Betty plopped on her bed with a smile etched in her own face, too. She was recollecting the drive back home with the hunk. The feeling was so surreal; she had never ever felt that way about any man all her life.

“Is this what love at first sight means?” She whispered to herself and then quickly reminded herself that Grant said nothing about love to her and, from all indications, he may not be single. He actually looked too old to be a single guy.

She got up and went to the kitchen to drink water, wishing that her sister was around to talk to about it.

“I want Grant,” she muttered to herself. “If he’s single.” She shrugged, “one cannot tell, he may be divorced.”

“It’s okay, Betty Andrews, get a grip on yourself,” she chided herself as she closed the fridge door. “Don’t get ahead of yourself.”

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Becky smiled into his eyes; he laid his hands on the cabinet by the sink. They were so close, she could smell his aftershave. Her stomach clenched, her heart pounded vigorously in her chest. It was like she was seeing him for the first time.

Colin swallowed hard and placed a hand on Becky’s waist. Then the kettle started whistling just as he was placing the second hand on her waist.

He let out a nervous laugh and said, “the water is ready.” Colin quickly moved his hands away from her waist. Becky stood rooted to the spot while he busied himself with making his cup of tea. The cup fell off his hand. “Nonsense! What’s wrong with me now?” He looked exasperatedly at the broken pieces of cup and tea splashed on the floor.

He picked another cup and made another cup of tea. When he was done with that, he looked for a broom and dustpan to pack the mess on the floor away.

While he did that, someone knocked on the front door. It was the sound of the knocker in the dream that jerked Becky’s eyes open on her bed.

“Oh no, what!” She groaned and looked around her room when she realized she had just had a dream about Colin.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Becky tried to make a meaning out of the dream and concluded that maybe Colin making another cup of tea meant that God would give him another lease of life. She wished she knew someone who could give her a precise interpretation of the dream. She made a mental note to tell her mom about it.

Becky’s entire body aches with despair. She sighed, realizing once again that Colin was still in the hospital. She turned and stared at the photo frames on her bedside table.

There were four of them in different sizes. They took the last one during their vacation on the day he proposed to her. She sighed again and got up from the bed. She needed to start getting ready to leave for the hospital.

A few hours later, Becky stopped reading and dabbed away the tears from her face. She sighed heavily and dropped the book in her hand on the empty chair beside her.

Becky looked at Colin’s form on the bed for the longest time. More tears trickled down her cheeks, and she made no effort to clean them off. Her life had taken a new turn since the fateful night he had the accident. It had been so scary looking at his almost lifeless body for nine days.

“Remember, we have a wedding to plan, Colin.” She said with her hand on his shoulder. “It’s a few weeks away. Come back to me. We are walking down that aisle soon. And we will not change the date.”

His mom patted Becky on the lap. She was trying very hard not to cry. His dad, too, just left. Both of them were now shadows of themselves as they seemed helpless seeing their only child slipping away from them.

Becky rose from her seat and sat on the edge of the bed. She touched his arm, kissed his cheek and whispered, “Babe,” she called him again, “please wake up. Life hasn’t been the same with me….. with your parents and your friends since you’ve been here. We are all…..,” her voice trailed off with despair.

His mom couldn’t hold back her tears anymore. She burst out crying. Becky went to her. They both hugged and cried their hearts out until Colin’s Aunty led both of them both to sit down.

Becky didn’t sit for up to five minutes before she stood up again. She was so restless with anxiety. Something came over her. She said forcefully, “wake up Colin!” Her voice rose higher. “Wake up, you can do it. You have slept enough!”

Then, as if she was dreaming, he squeezed his face. His mom saw it too and jumped to her feet.

“Call… call the nurses!” Mrs. Blake shouted to her sister.

Becky kept saying everything that came to her mind. Suddenly, he frowned again and after a few minutes; he opened his eyes; more like he squinted at her and called out feebly, “Becky, Sweet.”

“Oh my God! Oh my God, he called my name!” She shouted happily. She couldn’t believe what had happened. Two nurses were already at the door. They, too, saw what just happened.

“Go call Dr. Caleb fast!” One of them said to the younger one, who rushed out of the room.

“He talked,” his mom told the nurse, who nodded and moved closer to the bed. He had closed his eyes again

“Yes,” Becky said, sobbing. “He opened his eyes. He called my name.”

Everyone looked on in awe.

Everyone looked on in awe. “He’s a lucky man,” the nurse looked into Becky’s eyes. “He’s regaining consciousness. The doctor will soon be here.”

Becky’s legs were shaking. She couldn’t believe the miracle that had just happened. Colin opened his eyes again and looked straight into Becky’s eyes. It was as if he was staring right into her soul.

Though he didn’t say a word. He looked around and his eyes fell on his mom. He smiled at her and closed his eyes again.

Two doctors eventually arrived. They asked everyone except the nurses to leave the room.