Left For Ruin, I Married His Uncle

Marry Me

Chapter 3

“ Another shot.” She burps, pushing the glass forward with her knuckles. She places her jaw in her palms and stares into space. Simon’s betrayal kept replaying in her head. His sharp words won’t leave her head. How could he do that to her? More tears slipped from her eyes and this time around, she let them flow, not wiping them.

The bartender filled her glass and without hesitating, she raises it to her mouth and gulped it down. She spread her lips at the burning sensation in her throat. She feels good. The alcohol makes her feel good. It makes the pain a little bearable.

“ Have you ever been betrayed?” She asks the bartender, her eyes close a little but she can still see. The bartender ignores her and continues with his job and at the dark corner of the bar, sits a man watching the drunk woman closely.

Priscilla burps and continues.

“ I was sixteen when I met him. He was the most handsome person in the world to me. I saw potential in him. He was humble, loving and… stupid..” she chuckles at the last word. She sniffs and sits up straight then continues her story.

“ I was eighteen when we got married and we’ve been married for two years. It was all sweet and rosy. I made sure his dreams came true. I was that loyal devoted wife who would go to any length to see him succeed. I ignored me. I didn’t have a life of my own. His life was our life. Well.. so I thought. He used me.” Her eyes wells slowly and she bites on her bottom lip to suppress the scream that is slowly building inside her.

“ I finalized a major contract worth millions of dollars for him and he handed me divorce papers as gratitude. He even said I have nothing without him. Where do I f*****g begin from? I do not have any family. Perhaps he is right. I do not have anything without him.”

She pushes the glass over, urging the bartender to fill it for the hundredth time as she sniffs and blinks her eyes rapidly. Her eyes are swollen and her heart is heavy as a barrel of stones. Her head is banging and the world seems to be a void in her eyes.

“ He is stupid for divorcing such an intelligent woman like you,” Priscilla turns in the direction the male muscular voice came from and she sees him. She blinks her eyes to get rid of whatever is blurring her vision as he takes his seat next to her. She’s been talking to herself for a while. No one seemed to listen but she didn’t know someone was listening.

Another drop of tears leaves her eyes and she quickly wipes them with her palms.

Her eyes widen when she sees his side profile and she gulps hard when he looks at her fully. Her head bangs but she keeps her eyes open.

Her lips part slowly and his name leaves her mouth, barely as a whisper. “ Why do you look so sinfully handsome, Dominic Lanchester?”

He smiles at her, revealing his perfect white teeth, and shrugs at her. He’s been standing behind her chair for the past six minutes, listening to her talk to herself. He didn’t know this is how horrible divorce can make someone look.

“ You are the woman who built her husband,” He says sipping from his wine. How can he forget the face of the woman who kept entering and leaving his meeting room with proposals for her husband’s position to be promoted from that of a desk worker at the finance department to that of an MD of their new subdivision company? He hasn’t forgotten how her communication skills and ruthless proposals shut up every other competitor wanting the contract and promotion.

Priscilla laughs and leans back on the chair.

“ Perhaps you will like to sleep with me,” She says, more like a statement than a question, and Dominic's eyes narrow.

He didn't know she was a shameless woman.

“ I heard you do not have any woman in your life. Not even a man.” Priscilla leans closer, scrutinizing his face with her heavy eyes.

“ Boss Dominic, are you impotent?” She asks, her voice laced with innocence and Dominic’s eyes pop in their sockets.

Dominic stands up awkwardly, clearing his throat, he hands the bill to the bartender.

“ Let’s get you home,” he tells her, straightening himself and she shakes her head.

“ I do not have a home.” She mutters, a bitter smile on her face. She can’t go back to her maternal home. They don’t even want her there. The bar is the perfect place to be until her head comes up with something.

Dominic exhales and tucks his hands in his pants pockets. He opens his mouth to speak but stops himself. He shakes his head and says to himself silently, ‘ No. That is inappropriate. People will talk.. it will be bad seeing Dominic Lanchester with the ex-wife of his employee.’

He sighs. Every option seems to be worse than the first. After a long while of contemplating, he helps her to her feet and she staggers and falls on his chest, reaching for support. Their eyes meet and Dominic finds himself locked in her dark green eyes. They look dead and he is no stranger to such eyes. He had been there before except that his eyes looked darker and dead than hers.

Looking away, he quickly reaches for his phone and calls his PA.

“ Prepare the guest room.” He tells him and hangs up.

“ Are we going to your place?” Priscilla asks, her excited voice fading slowly.

The night was short. Immediately they got to Dominic’s place, she passed out, and not until 11 am before she woke up.

She sits on the bed, somehow, she isn’t hungover from the alcohol she took the previous night.

“ I must have drunk-drive and lodged in a hotel.” She mumbles and hits her forehead with her palm.

The door opens and a young woman walks in, holding a tray containing soup whose aroma fills the room.

‘A hotel which serves soups to their customers in the morning?’ She thinks to herself as she watches the staff gently place it on the bedside table.

“ Excuse me, please. What hotel is this and when did I check in?” She asks, a look of embarrassment on her face.

“ Umm... Mr. Dominic Lanchester brought you last night,” The staff replies and Priscilla's eyes pop out of their sockets. Dominic Lanchester? The richest man in the whole of Delfi City?

“ And this is not a hotel Ma’am, this is the Lanchester’s Manor.” She adds, a smile tugging at her lips at Priscilla's reaction. She bows slowly and exits the room, leaving Priscilla lost and bewildered.

Slowly, the memories of the previous night creeps in and Priscilla is glad that she didn’t do anything stupid or embarrassing. Perhaps she didn't remember wanting to sleep with Dominic Lanchester.

She quickly reaches for the soup and starts eating. It tastes delicious. She finishes her soup and goes to have a long warm bath. After bathing, she changes into a new gown that has been provided for her.

As she is about to leave, the door opens and Dominic Lanchester steps into the room. He is tall and athletic. Priscilla gulps and bows her head slightly at him in greetings as she has suddenly lost her tongue.

Dominic Lanchester is a 33-year-old Billionaire. He became a billionaire when he was 20 and the media believes he is worth trillions of dollars but he won’t admit it and thus goes by the billionaire status.

“ Leaving already?” He asks, his voice sending heat through her body and she is forced to look up at him. Her lips parted but no words came out.

She closes her eyes and says in one breath.

“ Thank you for bringing me to your home but I need to be somewhere.” She tells him, forcing a smile on her face. She just wants to get away from him. She doesn't want to owe him any favor. He is Dominic Lanchester, a popular bachelor and billionaire. No, trillionaire.

“ I thought you don’t have a home?” He questions and she gulps slowly and the memory of her telling him that returns to her. She bites her bottom lip slowly and says,

“ I need to get my laptop and deliver the graphics design job I took remotely,” She answers. The income from the design will be enough for her to rent a place until she finds her feet.

“ I admire your dedication.” He comments, sincerely and Priscilla only smiles, avoiding his gaze.

He takes bold steps forward and stands just a foot from her, making her inhale sharply.

“ Marry me and I will make sure he regrets everything.” He makes an unexpected proposal.