Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Wife

“All I’m saying is… if she had been kidnapped then the kidnappers must and should have called me. No?” He spoke which could have been the possible truth, to him and to all other people outside. Richie did not wait for his reply since the situation had already gotten awkward, thus he dashed outside. Mr Noah stood there sitting as a hopeless man while having his own whirlpool of thoughts about Elle, he never imagined or even assumed for a minute that the seemingly cute and sweet looking, who had been kind to the people around her would turn out to be some hideous being like that. That’s why he had been consistently trying to assure Richie that everything he had been thinking was nothing more than just bullshit fed to him by Alessandro. ‘I have no idea why you are not able to see the deeds done to you by Alessandro.’ The old man sat there with his elbows placed on the table and looked at the filled bowl on the table. All the servants heard the sound of the slap but no one dared to step inside the room to see what happened, since Mr Noah had always been careful and conscious about Richie and that’s why his possessive behaviour towards him was obvious. And in that moment he never felt more hopeless and disturbed than he already was, the old man never thought he would be surprised one day by Richie’s bullshit thinking and decisions. Such moments which would cost them their relationship and the father-son bond between them. ‘That man has been destroying you since the beginning, I have no idea Richie, why are you unable to see through his facade!?’ The old man laid back his head on the chair while his thoughts were constantly running through the whole thing which had just happened before. He was genuinely concerned about his son, while being worried about the woman who had been kidnapped by someone mysterious. The old man stared at the roof blankly while being drifted towards the thoughts of Richie’s dead parents, he had promised to them to take care of him until his death, just like his own son which was why the old man was worried about Richardson’ life. “I hope you figure it out sooner that Elle did not run away from you. Why are you unable to see that not everything you see and think is true?” Mr Noah did not want to leave Richie all alone now, especially after what had just happened since it must have shaken him from inside. The old man had never hit Richie at all until now, but whatever he said about Elle was utter disrespectful and it drove him mad. Mr Noah called the chef and the jury of waitresses strode inside and all pretended as if they did not hear any sound or anything like that. The old man in charge played along with them and pointed out at the dishes which were untouched on the table. Since he stopped Richie right on the spot and snatched the bread from him, hence Richie did not eat anything. “Here, pick up the food and heat it again. Make a tray and set all things in small portions and bring it to me here.” He ordered all of them to follow the instructions and the whole staff walked out after bowing to the old man. The whole hall became silent once again but he could still feel as if the slap had been resonating in the hall. He settled his beard and stood up from the seat and walked towards the window, staring outside the transparent glass he was sure that he needed to take responsibility to set the things right. ‘I have to set the situation right, if I can’t persuade Richie to ponder upon his decision then I have to find her all by myself.’ The old man stared towards the plants and sighed, he did not have any relationship with Elle nor any kind of sympathy towards her. But he had witnessed with his own eyes how her presence changed his son, and effortlessly Elle was successful in winning his heart with her natural personality, not a forged one. That’s why he firmly believed that she was the one whom Richie loved and adored. She was worthy of being called Mrs Richardson, since Mr Noah had already seen through her and knew she was not after his wealth nor the status. ‘I want you to understand Richie, flowers and bees belong together. Without either of them the other can’t function properly. Similarly I can clearly see how her absence has ruined you, but what’s disappointing is your behaviour and approach towards this whole matter.’ He tucked his hands above his hips, while the old man stared straight in the direction of his nose. His white beard and specs keenly observed the plants and the garner who had been tending them. The chef came inside and faked a cough to snag his attention, while he stood silently waiting for the next command by the old pal. “Leave the tray here and go.” He inhaled deeply and without turning back Mr Noah commanded, he went away after nodding. Richie was still in his room since he was not in a position to attend any meetings or visit the Corp. The old man turned around and took the tray and walked towards the exit of the hall. He wanted to assure that his harsh reaction did not crush his son’s ego and hopes. Hence he headed towards the staircase with the tray since Richie did not eat before and needed to do breakfast. ‘I’m sorry son, but you left me no chance.’ He had been consistently muttering to himself while taking steps towards the second storey. Every step taken forward felt heavier and difficult, it had been the first awkward moment between him and Richardson. And both were equally shaken by the unexpected incident.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.