Get Me Married

Chapter 62

Chapter 62: Making new decisions

GENESIS

My eyes snapped back to Jordan, utterly shocked that he would say something like that. His knees were still on the floor, and this time, he had the boldness and guts to finally look at me in my face. And a serious look on his face that almost made me believe that he could do it. But my heart knew better than to not trust a word that comes out of his mouth. My shock was instantly replaced by amusement, dark amusement and a burst of laughter erupted from my throat. I laughed at his face and did that so loud, tears quickly, formed in my eyes. I wished he could do what he said, but I knew it was simply a wish, a dream, a tiny spark of hope in the deepest part of my heart and that was exactly what hurt more.

When I was done laughing, I wiped my tears and stared at him.

“You can do that and more,” I repeated his words.

“Tell me, can you do that and more?” I asked and he suddenly looked away from me, making my heart drop.

“Tell me, can you be a better husband? Can you send Samantha to prison for all the wrong she did to me? Will you send her away?” I yelled bitterly.

Jordan said nothing, neither did he give me an answer. He didn’t even look at me anymore and in as much as it hurt, it was the answer I needed.

“Exactly what I thought,” I told him.

“You can’t do something as easy as that? How can you fix all the wrong you have done?” I asked and turned away from him, giving him my back. I didn’t want him to see the pain in my eyes nor did I want

to show him how disappointed I was.

“Genesis….we can talk about, just go home with me” was the only thing he was able to say. Those words got me angry all over again, and I turned back to him. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“That’s what you have been saying since you got here” I yelled.

“I might probably consider coming back if you can do what I asked, but you can’t…so please get away from me and stay away?”

JORDAN

She stormed off and this time I couldn’t hold her back nor could I say anything else other than what I have said. I stood up from where I had knelt and couldn’t help but blame myself for being so stupid. And she had refused to come back with me. Who in her right mind would want to come back to me after all I had done?

“You are some piece of shit, you know” one of her friends came out from the room she had stormed into and yelled at my face.

“Get out of my house already” she added.

I sighed heavily and turned to the door, I didn’t have a lot of options. Disappointed, I went out and the reporters and bloggers started taking pictures and asking lots of questions that I had refused to answer. With the help of my guards, I was able to bypass them and got into the car. I drove over to the company to see how things were going and decided to relax a bit. Going home was not an option for me as well, Samantha was not making it home anymore for me, in as much as I didn’t want to say it, seeing her would just not solve my problem.

On my table was a lot of paperwork, too many of them since I haven’t been there for a while. But the raging headache in my head didn’t let me go through them. I turned to the lite window that all highrise buildings had. It was transparent enough to see through. I stared into the busy city that had come to know me. Jordan Chase, the billionaire, son of the former head of state. It’s been so long since my father was head of state, but it seemed like the title would never go away from him or me. Then I remembered Genesis and how I blurted out like a kid. I admitted that I could do things, I knew deep down in my heart that I couldn’t.

“Someone finally came to his office” the familiar voice of my cousin came to my ears and I groaned.

“What do you want?” I asked harshly.

“Whoah!” He exclaimed. His footsteps were loud and he was standing beside me soon enough and looking out onto the city as well.

“I only came to check on you,” he said.

“You know, with the kidnapping of your wife and the reporters all over you because she left” he added and I groaned.

“I am fine,” I replied dryly.

“And I do hope you have been working rather than watching the bloggers spread my personal life like wide fire,” I asked.

“Of course I have, you haven’t been here and I have been working hard. That I don’t even have the time to watch bloggers. The workers were talking about it and that’s how I heard it” he explained further.

“I also heard she had nighties on when she left and with how beautiful I heard she is, I wonder what it would have been like”

I turned to him at those words and wanted to smack him in the head. He always talks too much whenever he was with me.

“Sorry….” He moved away from me and raised his hands in the air in retreat. I glared at him for a longer time, before I looked away.

“But I can come and plead on your behalf if she has refused to come back. The reporters are feeding on you and work has been slacking since you have not been here. And that would finally give me a chance to see her, I don’t even know what she looks like” he continued, giving me no space to think anymore.

Angrily, I turned away from the window and straight to the door, ignoring him.

“Where are you going to?” Nate yelled after me.

“Go back to work, Nate,”

The drive back home was a long one and my thoughts had traveled back to earlier when I went to see Genesis. She was really angry and I was too sure that she wouldn’t just return with me. I remembered how I had gone speechless when she asked me if I could do all she asked and more.

It was a simple task, not too simple though. I could be a good husband, I could try to make her happy. Though I might not have been able to send Samantha to jail, I could opt to take her out of the house. I hated the idea and she would hate it, but I could do it. The only problem was, agreeing to that meant I was marrying her. And though I could decide to wait another five years for Samantha, since it’s the time I had. I was sure I could do that. Time was too short and I might end up never marrying the woman I loved.

I groaned loudly at that thought and a guard at the front seat turned to me.

“I’m fine” I assured him before he looked away. But I had a big problem at hand and didn’t know what to do. It wasn’t a big deal, she didn’t ask for much considering all we did.

I sighed exhausted and thought of what to do. I didn’t want to let her go that way, neither could I opt for divorce. It would mean I lost everything and they were all for nothing. All thanks to my grandpa who wanted me to be married for five good years before I got all I truly deserved. I could let go and lose my inheritance if I wanted to, I had enough but my mother wouldn’t and I already had things planned out, I also couldn’t opt-out. There was no way I would let her live away from me, my father would not let that, and I didn’t want him being on my neck and the bloggers would simply use me and her as a topic for a very long time. My mother would also kill me for it and I must say, she deserved better as well. And something told me the Connors would not want that. They would rather want a divorce from me instead of their daughter to living a loveless life far away from her husband. And I couldn’t deny the fact that I wouldn’t be able to make up for everything if she was so far away from me.

I was left with one option, accept her conditions and take the guilt I felt away from my heart.

I might not even stay with her for five years, I could live with her and do right by her while I look for a way to get out of the marriage, make her happy and get my inheritance.

A sudden relief wash all over me as I felt relaxed for the first time.

“Take me back to Genesis apartment,” I said to my driver, and the car turned around with the . same urgency that I felt.

I fought my way to the door of her apartment again just as I had done before. I knocked hard, really hard. I just felt excited at the decision I had made and that was a lovely feeling for I haven’t felt peace for such a long time

A friend opened the door and a frown settled on her face the moment she saw me.

“What do you want and what are you doing here?” She asked using her hands to block the door.

“Please let me in, I have something to say to her” I explained but she shook her head.

“She doesn’t want to see you anymore. I think you have done a lot of explaining. You made her miserable already, can’t you give her some peace” she answered coldly and I sighed. The tone she was using and the look on her face told me she would not be letting me in. I turned to a guard who stood beside me and gave him a look. With that, he got his orders and pushed the door open, pushing the lady aside and I stepped in.

“You can’t do this, you fucking bastard” she cursed at me but I ignored her and searched the room. When I didn’t see Genesis, I turned to the room she had turned to when I first came. Countless times her friend tried stopping me and kept cursing at me but a guard stopped her. When I got to the room, I tried opening it, but it was locked.

“Genesis, I know you are in there. Open up” I yelled and banged at the door.

“Go to hell with your mistress” the voice of a lady replied to me. I sighed believing I deserved all that and turned to the guard who came with me. He walked in front of me and used his legs to push open the door. The door slammed open from the hinges and screams followed.

“What are you doing?” Someone asked me the moment I walked in. But that wasn’t the voice of Genesis and I started looking for her with my eyes. When my eyes found her at the end of the room, relief washed all over me.

“Hey…let’s go home, I would do all you want,” I said immediately. Her eyes widened and she

shook her head like she had not heard me the first time.

“Come on, let’s go, I will do everything you want,” I said again.

“What? No…..She yelled.