Chapter 3
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Do good men like that still exist? Debbie asked hurriedly with raised eyebrows in amazement after I told her about my encounter.
This guy is kind, rich and handsome. A full package! I jokingly added. His mansion is a shred of evidence that this guy is swimming in dollars.
My phone rang when I was about to go to bed. A strange number? Who could this be? At first, I was skeptical about answering it, but the caller kept calling nonstop.
Hello, beautiful in a sweet romantic voice, so calming. This is Harry. Hope you have arrived home safely.
Suddenly, all the words in my mind vanished. I couldn't even predict what I was about at the moment.
Yes…. Yes, I've arrived safely. Thank you for your kind gesture towards me today. It's my pleasure to have a lovely night. Have enough rest, we shall talk tomorrow.
Ouch!!!
I felt this severe and sharp headache when I woke up early in the morning. I needed enough rest, yesterday's experience was nothing to write home about.
Hello, beautiful. Hope you slept well. Just checking up on you,” a message pops up on the screen of my phone as I pull my hand to take it from the top of the dressing mirror. That will be Harry. I guessed.
I replied to him quickly. I will make a lot of money from this guy. I will definitely dance to his tunes.
He requested to have lunch with me at noon. I quickly grabbed it without hesitation. After all, I don't have any clients booked.
You're looking extremely beautiful and sweet, he said while licking his lower lip.
This restaurant looks very nice, the decorations are not ordinary, so colorful and serene. This is the treatment I want. Baby girl treatment! Of course, I deserve even more. My mind keeps assuming things.
As I sighted you from afar on the stranded highway, there was this magnetic force that drew me close to you. I can't explain it, but I like you, I'm so attracted to you. Maybe it's love at first sight, he jokingly added.
“I want us to get to know each other better, and take this to the next level, he added, smiling while he rubbed his right palm at the back of my hand”. I nodded and gave a smile.
My day was perfect, like never before.
Who dropped you? Debbie asked. This lady likes gist more than anything.
Harry became the blessing I had been praying for decades ago. He takes off everything that has to do with me. What else can I ask of him?
Happiness has returned to me after a long while.
Every Tom, d**k and Harry in the Modern City knows about our relationship. A relationship of just 6 months? And it's the talk of the city, Debbie said, blushing. She's extremely happy for me.
Our everyday date outings and beach tours are enough for everyone to be aware of our relationship.
What would you want as a birthday present, my love? Harry asked me.
May 6th is my birthday. Since I lost my parents, I've not celebrated my birthday again till this year. Harry wanted to surprise me. Anything from you will be appreciated, I answered, giggling out of intense happiness.
Harry organized a big birthday at one of the most expensive bars in town. He can do anything for me. But I wasn't expecting this at all. The bold writing, designed beautifully, reads “Will you marry me?”.
Suddenly, he was kneeling in front of me with a very expensive diamond which cost millions of dollars. What should I say? Do I love this gentleman? One billion questions are going through my mind at the same time. Debbie was just tickling me to accept it. I finally accepted it, but still looked confused.
Why am I not happy he proposed? I don't even have answers to these questions.
He has already told me about his father, who has gone on vacation for a while now after the demise of his wife. Will he accept me as his daughter-in-law at all?
My mind was full of crazy thoughts and numerous questions.
Father, I've finally gotten the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with, Harry tells his father over the phone. He was extremely happy. “I'm proud of you, my son,” he said. I will be home soon since you have a wedding to plan. We will start the wedding plans when you're back. We're waiting for your Daddy. “ I will take you all by surprise, son”
My father cannot wait to see you, my love. Same here. He sends his regards to you. Harry narrates the phone call with his daddy to me.
Regardless of how well Harry takes full responsibility for all my needs, I still have to hustle for myself. For now, I only accept rich clients, nothing less than that. The bills are too many. I can't be idle. Never!
Are you back in the country, Derrick? Yes, my bosom friend, I'm currently lodging in the Sunlight hotel close to the Police station. Billionaire Derrick on the phone with his best friend, Isaac.
I'm ecstatic to hear this. This is the best news I've heard in a while. I'm on a business trip, but I will be back before you know it.
Make sure not to inform my son about my arrival in the country. It's a surprise. You have my word for that. Billionaire Derrick pleaded
What should I do for you to be happy tonight before going to see your son? There's this b***h, I will contact her to come and lighten up your night. You need it, friend. Since you lost your wife, you have been starving yourself. I'm not taking No for an answer. Isaac suggested.
This guy is insisting on bringing me a w***e to spend the night with. How's that possible?
This is Shirley. I hope I'm speaking to Mr. Derrick. Isaac gave your contact to me. What time will be convenient for you, Sir?
6 pm will be okay. Deal then.
Where are you going? Debbie interrupted me while I was rushing to go and meet my rich client. She always has a way of turning me off when I'm in the mood to do something.
Have you forgotten you're engaged, only waiting for your father-in-law to be come back into the country to start your wedding plans?
Babes, I can't afford to lose this rich client. I have to go. Harry will understand, after all, he doesn't know the work I do.
How will he feel when he realizes the work you do then? Do you even love this guy?
I hurried while putting on my golden wristwatch and walking fast, because I was getting late. I blew a kiss to Debbie and left.
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