Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Wife

‘I will not forgive you! How dare you ridicule all the moments which are spent with you!?’ The shattered glass in the washroom presented a vivid picture of what possibly could be the condition of Richie’s heart. The man was completely conscious but his mind was clouded with the intention of taking revenge from Elle. Richie glanced back at the broken pieces which had been pricking his attention and constantly recalling him about in what possible way he had been insulted by Elle. ‘I will have you taste your own medicine, Elle! Just you wait and watch, I will find you even if you are dead and will force you to feel and experience what I’m currently feeling.’ Richardson was determined to take revenge from her, only if he had known that everything he assumed about her was a big plain lie and had nothing to do with Elle. The woman who had been waiting for him might not have imagined that Alessandro would smear her name like this just for the sake of making her fall in love so he can reject her. On the other hand what do you think about Richie’s current thinking and decision? Even though he wants to find Elle for his revenge, he would be able to meet her sooner and see for himself that she was kidnapped and hadn’t betrayed him nor deceived! ‘I have to see the footage again, if there’s nothing about the kidnapper… well if she is kidnapped, let’s just say she is…’ Richie walked out of the washroom with his clear mind by now, he wanted to have her either by hook or by crook. The lady had been on his mind ever since even if Richie did not want to accept it, the man had finally come to a conclusion which was exactly what Mr Noah had been trying to tell him from the beginning. Richie threw the towel over the bed and stepped towards the table, where his files were placed and the USB was staring back at him. His inner voice had been consistently talking about Elle to him and Richie was well aware that he needed to see the footage again, since he had to confirm whether Alessandro was correct or everything he said was just a bad assumption. Richard stared at the USB blankly and reached for it, the man’s expressions showed utter irritation and by every passing second and he needed to satiate his agitation. “Let’s just see what I can find, come on! I should be able to find something if she is truly kidnapped.” Richie opened his laptop and inserted the USB in it, he waited for the footage to pop up. Meanwhile he was immersed in the thought of seeing it and finding the clue about the culprit. Mr Noah knocked at the door which snagged his attention and Richie averted his gaze towards the door. The old man called out to him stating his worry and thoughts to his son, he knew Richie was not an easy man to make it up to since he was stubborn and that was what the old man taught him. Richie had always been a shy and introvert kid, Mr Noah had to pump him up to assure the boy that he needed to step up to get what he wants! And nothing would come free to him, but that particular suggestion and teaching was what made Richie stubborn in that moment. “Who is there?” Richie shouted at the person who was outside the door, he did not want to be disturbed at all and definitely not after what had happened back there. Richardson grew angry and agitated upon the thought that he was practically unable to find his fiancee. “Son,” Mr Noah spoke in a soft tone while gulping down his sadness he did not want to ruin the situation between themselves even more. Hence he waited to resume his words before he could finally step inside, the old man felt himself thrown back at his actual spot. Mr Noah found himself back o the duty of a mere butler rather than Richie’s care taker, hence he did not want to overstep his boundaries. The old man might have never thought that his fears would come true one day, that the little child he once used to take care off and brought him up with investing his time and life…. that he never married so Richie would never be alone and did not have to share his attention with other ‘siblings in name.’ And now Richie treated him badly which made the old man sink into sadness since he could not take the pain of getting rejected by him, why? Just for directing his son towards the right direction because he was unable to see the truth. “I…. I think,” Mr Noah sounded as if he was about to cry at once but somehow he managed himself and kept composed while the tray in his hands began to shake a little. He did not want to collapse due to sadness and definitely did not want to lose his son, even though Richie was not his biological son but he loved him like his own child. The old man lifted his hand and placed on the door knob while he resumed his words and let his thoughts flow trough his trembling tongue and stuttering sentences. “I think we should talk before we get to the bottom of this. Do…. do you remember how we used to play detective role playing?” The old man felt his eyes getting blurry and the tears began to swell up in his eyes, while he waited for Richie to speak anything. He did not want to step inside without permit, however he waited for any kind of response from him. Although he knew Richie was inside the room and hence he kept on speaking, hoping to get any response from him. “We can take this situation as such and solve it like a game… I… I only want you to talk to me, son…” He waited but upon getting no response from his side the old man placed the tray on the table in the arcade. He sniffed and wiped off his tears and turned around to leave, when the door opened.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.