THE BILLIONAIRE’S PERFECT MATE

“How can he will his property to a dead girl?”, Sophia said loudly.

“Will you lower your voice? What if someone hears you? He doesn’t know they died 10 years ago. When I first heard he was looking for her, I had doubt that maybe the daughter survived and which is why I asked Jack to run an investigation on the girl. Jack came back with no record of the girl and I have also been keeping track on the investigator your father tasked with the responsibility but he hasn’t found anything yet”, Stephanie said.

“Since nobody seems to have confirmed she is alive, is there a need for us to be worried? I am sure she and her mother died in that fire 10 years ago. Let’s leave this and talk about how to save my marriage with Edward”, Sophia responded, feeling relaxed.

“No need to be worried? Did you even think as to why your father started his search for her? Don’t you think at all?”, Stephanie yelled at her daughter, shaking her head.

“Maybe he remembered her or something. He might had actually dreamt about her”, Sophia said, nonchalantly.

“Dreamt of her? That is because he found out you are not his daughter!!!!!”, Stephanie exclaimed. It was after this had slipped out of her mouth that she realized what she was about to cause.From NôvelDrama.Org.

“What did you just say? I am not his daughter? What do you mean by that?”, Sophia said with disbelief, trying to make her mother repeat what she had uttered.

“I …. I am sorry”, she managed to say, avoiding her daughter’s face.

“Are you really saying I am not his daughter? Are you fucking joking right now, Mummy?”, Sophia queried.

“I am sorry. I didn’t mean for any of these to happen. I was forced to marry your father. I had someone I was in love with and had to break up with. By the time I got married to your father,, I was already pregnant with my ex’s child, which is YOU”, Stephanie explained to Sophia, trying to make her understand her plight. Sophia kept quiet, thinking about what she had just heard and trying to process the whole situation.

“I got to know of recent that your dad ran a DNA test on you through his Personal Assistant. I think he is looking for his other daughter when he found out you are not his through the test result. We need to think of a way out, so we wouldn’t lose everything. Just forget about Edward for now and let’s find a way to secure your father’s property for you. You can only keep Edward if you continue being your father’s daughter. Let’s find a way out of this together”, Stephanie said, holding her daughter’s hand.

“I need to go right now. I need some time alone. Today has really been a long day. Will talk to you later’, Sophia said, yanking her mother’s hands off her and heading out.

“Sophia, I am sorry. Let us iron this out together”, Stephanie said, running after her daughter who didn’t stop. Right in front of her, Jack drove Sophia away, with Sophia not looking at her.

On getting home, Sophia locked herself in the room. She felt like as if the world was crashing on her; as if the whole world was against her. Everything that happened to her that day wasn’t in her favor. Thinking about her mother’s confession, the thought of being a pauper scared her, making her cringed. She didn’t want to lose Edward but everything happening around her were pointing at that.

Without her father’s support, she wouldn’t be able to keep Edward and the other way to keep Edward, was to find Ellie’s dirty secrets which will make Edward turn his back on her. Her mind went to Kevin who hadn’t gotten in touch with her since the day they last met. She had hoped for a miracle to happen that night. She was confused and as she looked at the divorce notice she had placed on the night stand, she got more scared. She laid on her bed, crying herself to sleep as her mind went back to what her mother had said that night.

Ellie and Edward on the other hand got home safely. As soon as they got home, the two cleaned up and prepared themselves to tuck in to bed. Edward sat on the chair in Ellie’s room, writing something in a jotter.

“What are you up to?”, Ellie who was already lying on the bed asked.

“Just writing down how my day went with you”, Edward responded, while he continued with his writing.

“You have a diary for that?”, Ellie asked, surprised.

“Yes, I do. I write down all the moments spent with you, including the night we first met. They are the moments I do want to forget about. I want to spend the rest of my life, cherishing these moments”, Edward responded, turning to look at Ellie.

“But is there a need for you to do that? You can just keep them in your memory. You are being a lover boy and being childish right now”, Ellie said, laughing.

“What if a time comes when I lose my memory?’, Edward asked, jokingly.

“Do you pray for such to happen?”, Ellie asked.

“No, I don’t. But even if I still remember these moments, I still want to read them in my diary everyday. Your name and the moments shared with you are the things I do not want to ever forget about. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow; let’s sleep now”, Edward said, also heading to bed.

“Yes, we sure do. Can’t wait to be your wife tomorrow”, Ellie said, smiling.

“I have contacted the Seamstress already. We will be heading there to pick the wedding dress of our choice. I have also booked an appointment at the church for 11am. That’s okay by you, right?”, Edward asked.

“Yes, it is. But when did you plan all these?”, Ellie asked, out of curiosity.

“Just few moments ago when you were taking you shower”, Edward responded.

“Oh, I see. I am really lucky to have you. Thank you for loving me this much”, Ellie said, showing her gratitude.

“You are welcome. Come here, let me pet you to sleep”, Edward said, making Ellie rest her head on his chest and petting her to sleep. In no time, the duo dozed off, entering their dreamlands.

“You will be getting married to her?”, Kevin smirked, on watching the clip of Edward making his intention to get married to Ellie known.

“Let’s see if you will still be willing to marry her, once you find out about her dirty secrets”, Kevin said, laughing hysterically.