Sold To A Billionaire

The Accident

Zoe’s POV Helios remained silent for a moment, making me heave a deep sigh. “Helios, you must understand me. You can’t just get what you want or make things happen the way you want. By looking at her, Chloe is a sweet girl. Please, don’t drag me—” “You’re already part of my life, Zoe. And Chloe has nothing to do between us.” “Your father is against my closeness to you—he may not tell it directly, but I can feel it.” Typical elite parents who dislike lowly people. “He can’t control my life. I can make my own decision. So, please, I don’t want you to overthink—” “I am getting your father’s approval too.” “Then you’re saying you don’t want to marry me?” I pressed my lips and shook my head. “I like you—” “Then let’s get married….” I was about to open my mouth when he continued, “—privately.” My eyes widened, and it seemed like my ears were bombarded with a booming sound that made me deaf. My thoughts took me away from him, and I couldn’t think straight. Why does he need to rush things? “Why are you doing this? Is this what you truly wanted?” I asked, and he nodded. “Are you sure about your decision?” “I am.” I shook my head. “I am sorry, Helios. If you keep on insisting on what you wanted, I’m afraid that I will hurt you more because I am against it. Also, this breaks the bond that we have. We’re okay as acquaintances, right? We kiss, have sex… but marriage?” I sighed and stood up. “I can’t do it. So, please leave.” “Zoe…” “Thank you so much… for everything, Helios. For your love and kindness to mean my mom. But the things that you wanted I can’t. I just can’t. And if my rejections fall into consequences, I will accept them. If you say that I’m fired, I will find another job. If you removed my mother—” I paused when Helios laughed, but I know and can feel that it was sarcastic. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“One thing that I hate is when people make decisions for the person. It’s not for you to decide everything, Zoe. Not because you rejected my proposal means to say I will fire you. You can still work in the company. So as your mother to my bar. But, of course, don’t expect that I will treat you like I have done the past few days. Do you want to be professional? Then let’s work with professionalism. And this is the last time that I will visit you and talk to you like this. At work, you’re not permitted to talk to me not unless it’s about work. Also, if you get late twice, you’re fired. Suppose you failed to pass documents on time. You’re fired. If you can’t perform tasks well, you’re fired.” I smirked. “You can just sum all up to your conditions, Helios, then it would be more understandable to me. You can say, one mistake, and I am fired. Anyway, thank you for your understanding. It’s time for you to leave,” I said and gestured the way toward the door. I saw how a sly smirk formed on his lips. “I just don’t understand girls. A man swallowed his pride to confess, yet he was rejected, and if the man hides his feelings, you call them cowards.” My heart thumped fast because of what he said, and I clenched my fist. “My eyes were set on you for two years, but you just got my heart broken in a short period. Anyway, this is what they called taking risks. Even if I am not sure about the results… I still tried, but in the end, I failed,” he said, and after that, he left me dumbfounded. The moment he left, it seemed like there was something missing in me. My heart thumped with a tint of pain. But why? I did this for the best. He is meant for a woman like Chloe—rich, beautiful, kind, famous… while I… I shook my head and climbed on the bed. I pulled the comforter up to my chest and stared at the dim ceiling. I smiled, but it didn’t reach my eyes. “This is for the better. Besides, I am not unsure. And I am grateful that he didn’t fire me. I can’t undo my decisions.” I was about to close my eyes when the phone on my bedside table rang. I reached for it and frowned when I saw an unknown caller. “Hello?” “Is this Mrs. Lincoln?”

I frowned. “My apology, but who’s this?” “This is NYPD, and we recover your husband’s phone at the accident site—” “What did you say?” My hands started to shake as I sat up. “W-What happened?” “Mr. Helios Lincoln was rushed to the hospital because of a car accident, and before he lost consciousness, he was holding his phone and whispered the word: wife—” “Where is he? What hospital?” I asked simultaneously as I rushed towards my old cabinet and grabbed my leather jacket and pants. The caller told me the address before I ended the call. I hurriedly exited the apartment and rushed towards the street. I took a cab and told the address. I couldn’t think straightly at the moment. My hands were trembling as I dialed the number at his house. In just three rings, Nana picked it up. “Nana…” my eyes widened when I felt a cold drop on my cheeks; tears flowed from them when I reached for my eyes. “Zoe… what’s wrong?” “Nana… Helios is in the hospital. I’m on my way there. He was involved in an accident.” I heard Nana gasping and knew what she was feeling right now. I told her the address of the hospital before ending the call. Why am I crying? I felt guilty for what I did. I know it was because of me. And I can’t forgive myself if something worst happens to him. I closed my eyes and wiped my tears away.