Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Wife

Richie was taken aback by the inquiry of his butler but he could not refrain the old man from not asking the questions only because he was getting hurt but because of the constant recalling about Elle. The butler gave Richie fifteen minutes to get his gears ready and freshen up, he wanted to ask some questions to get to the bottom of the mess. “You have fifteen minutes, son. Get ready and wash your face, then meet me on the dining table. I want to talk about this in detail.” If somebody else would have been in the room they might have fainted by the mere sight, the butler literally ordered Richie to do something while the young man who had the power to drag the whole world on their knees, listened to the old man calmly. However Richie raked through his hair and suppressed his groans which were the evident indication of his agitation upon the issue. “What!? But… but what’s there to talk about now?” He was unable to comprehend what was left for them to talk about since Richie had already narrated to him the most crucial parts of the story which had been disturbing him. “I have already told you the whole thing, I…. I don’t know what to do next. But…” Richie held his hands as he gently squeezed while ensuring the butler about his condition, he was well aware that the butler genuinely cared for him which made the man guilty partially. “I know but you are missing the whole point here, my son.” The butler stood up and settled his cuff with a smirk, Richie knes what was coming ahead since the old butler was a hard core fan of James Bond movies. But his theories had never been wrong hence Richie had to hear and comply to his order, despite his reluctance to hear every possible weird and worst scenario from his fatherly figure. Richardson sighed and raised his hands in defeat in the air as he chirped with a soft chuckle and spoke to make the butler happy. “Okay, okay, fine! I’m coming, in exactly fifteen minutes, sire! Now will you please excuse me?” Richie asked with his head slightly bowed as he teased the butler who patted on his head, while intentionally ruining Richie’s hair just of his love sign. Well, ruining his already disheveled state added nothing much to his devastated state. As soon as the butler walked out and the door closed, the very same silence started to hover in the room which made Richie realise how lonely and scared he was. ‘Just where are you Elle? Show me some sign please if you are in some trouble or pain. I promise you, if anybody scared to lay a finger on you or attempted to hurt you in anyway… I will make the person regret the day they were born!’ RRichie as indeed worried about his bride despite how much Sandro tried to infect his brain with all that creepy and bullshitty thoughts. The man was still in denial about all the gruesome things Cetes spoke about Elle, deep down Richie was well aware about Sandro’s personality and his so called work tours. He knew that Sandro was known as the greatest playboy in the prostitution world, the man had slept with cjyntless women and that’s why he had a keen eye for hoes and man-whores. But exactly for that reason Richie did not want to believe in whatever he said since Sandro had been talking from his perspective about the people around him. ‘I don’t know how much truthful his words were, but one thing is certain and I still believe in it… that Elle is not like those women who would never care for anyone and will leech people for money.’ Richie groaned in the pain which was mainly in his heart and had travelled to his brain due to constant overthinking. The man shoved the duvet aside and walked up to the washroom, his mind had been consistently wandering towards the time when he met Elle on the last day. ‘Oh Elle! Just hold on, girl. I will find you soon, real soon!’ Richie was genuinely concernèd about her while the women on the other hand had been playing wild. Richardson was aware that she could take care of herself and was definitely not a weak woman who needed a knight in shining armour to save her, rather she was an untamed lioness who knee when to bite. Richie smacked his fist on the bathroom door in front of him in irritation, he did not want to believe in the possible fact that she left home for some other man. But hereby I ask you, what do you think is going to happen now?Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.