The Billionaire Bride Chapter 5
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<< HOSPITAL >>
“Are you sure she’s your wife cause I doubt it ” Immediately Ronald said that, fear grip June’s heart.
Everyone working at Brooks International knew Ronald Jones, since he is Damian best friend and business partner.
Two months ago when she was just new at her job, she came across Ronald once in the elevator.
Since it was just the two of them, they had talk briefly and like a gentleman, he had insisted on letting her get to her floor first and that was all.
Ever since then, they never cross path again and besides, if she could forget about that brief meeting of theirs why couldn’t he do the same….she had thought back then but it seems like he remember her.
“Why do you doubt it? ” Damian ask, sitting up properly.
“It’s simple. How on earth did a jerk like you manage to snatch up a pretty girl like her, I just…find that hard to believe” Ronald said, smiling at them.
He doesn’t remember….June thought as she suddenly felt relieved.
“Common! She’d think am some kind of womaniser” Damian said to Ronald gave a shrug.
“To be honest. I still find your marriage a bit shocking but am happy for you two” Ronald said as his phone began to ring.
“It’s Mitchell. I better go take her call outside cause am sure she’s only calling me to talk to you. See you later” Ronald said before leaving.
As soon as Ronald left, June let out a sigh and when she stared at Ronald, it was to see Damian starring at her.
“Why are you looking at me? Is something on my face?” June ask.
“Am just wondering why you haven’t ask me yet who Mitchell is? As a wife who love her husband shouldn’t you be inquisitive about everything that has to do with him?” Damian ask.
“I didn’t think much of it and besides, I didn’t want to seem like a possessive wife” June reply, looking away from him.
“But I’d like a possessive wife since I am a possessive husband too. I will very much hate to see you with another man and….”
“Why don’t you tell me about Mitchell” she said, quickly changing the subject.
“Well Mitchell is Ronald younger sister and since I am her brother best friend, we also became friends then three years ago, we began dating but had to break up since it didn’t work out but before my trip to Singapore, Mitchell confess that she wants us to start again which I refuse and then I traveled to Singapore and married you and…end of story ” Damian said, smiling at her.
“You must obviously be proud. Anyway, you can grant Mitchell what she wants as soon as you give me a divorce” June told him.
“And I already told you that I don’t intend to do that. Yes, I was a jerk for lying to you but I want to make things right which is why am not giving you a divorce” He told her firmly.
A while later, June sat at the hospital cafeteria talking to Greg.
“It’s obvious he’s smitten by you” Greg said.
“He’s not. Why would he?”
“Have you taken a good look at yourself, June. You are very pretty and attractive girl. When I first saw you, I was a little jealous of Wayne since he snatch up a girl like you for himself”
“He didn’t have to snatch me up. I fell in love with him” June defended.
“Whatever. All I know is that Damian has fallen hopelessly for you, the guy is totally besotted”
“Besotted or not. My job here is to get him to sign the form and once that is done, you will set Wayne free. You promise me that ” June reminded hotly.
“And I always fulfil my promise. Don’t worry, once he sign this whole shenanigan will stop” He said, giving June the new form.
“He only has to sign this and you will be free, keep that in mind” Greg told her as she stood up.
“And an advice from me….Damian is a nice catch, much better than the likes of Wayne” Greg said and she didn’t bother to answer before heading to the elevator.
She made it back to Damian’s room to find him asleep, she pulled the cover over him and stood beside his bed, starring down at him.
He shouldn’t fall for her… she’s just a liar and the earlier she gets this done with, the better for everyone.
She went to the only sofa in the room and sat on it, wanting to watch over him until he wakes up but eventually, she fell asleep.
<< NEXT DAY ~ MORNING >>
June woke up stretching, a smile on her face even as her eyes were closed.
That’s odd, she remember sleeping on the sofa yesterday, so how come she’s on a bed?
“You’ve finally woken up, sleepy head” On hearing his voice, June lids flutter open and she found him standing beside the bed, fully dress with an arm sling holding his injured arm.
“What’s going on? How did I get here and…why are you dressed?”
“You were uncomfortable on the sofa, I decided to carry to the bed which led to me, breaking some few bone” he said showing her the injured arm encase in an arm sling.
“The doctor said am fully healed and he had me discharge, I only have to take good care of this arm and then am good to go” He added.
“When did all this happen? You should have woke me up” she said, sitting up.
“I didn’t want to disturb your beauty sleep but now that we are up, you need to get ready our ride is waiting for us?”
“Where are we going?”
“Brooks Mansion. I still need to recuperate fully and I will be doing that at home. Start getting ready” he said and immediately, she got off the bed and went to him.
“Do I really have to go with you? You only have to grant me the divorce I want and….” June words were left unsaid when he pulled her towards him with his one good arm.
“I told you that am not going to grant you a divorce. What can I do to change your mind, should I kiss you or better yet, should we go to my apartment and you let me make love to you? Will that change your mind?” He ask shocking the bones out of her.
“I’d rather we go to the Brooks Mansion” she said, managing to free herself.
“Since I didn’t bring a change of cloth, give me time to wash my face and comb my hair, I will be with you soon” she said, dashing to the bathroom.
It wasn’t until evening that the chauffeur drove them into the estate which house the Brooks Mansion.
TO Be Continued