Jordan’s POV
“Are you listening to me, son?” Mother asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. “Yes mum, I think you’re right. I’ll do what’s necessary.” I replied.
She paused in silence for a minute before saying. “I hope you know Fiona is the only woman for you? You’ll deeply disappoint me if you let her go. Remember, your dad left us. I didn’t train you to be like him.”
“Mum, I’ve told you never compare me to that bastard. I’ll never be like him. I promise you I’ll do what’s necessary. You don’t have to worry about anything.” I gave a stern reply.
“Love you, son,” she said and ended the call. I sank deep into my office chair, thinking how I was supposed to get married to someone I thought I loved, but lately it doesn’t feel like it.
Mother had called me, reminding me I had proposed
