Contracted Marriage to a Superstar
“I didn’t have any other choice; I was lost in a foreign country with no way to get back. I mean what sick fuck comes to see a woman asking for help and only smiles not intending to help her in the first place. In reality, who is more of a sick fuck out of the two of us?!” I whisper yell back not allowing him to pin all of the blame on me, even if most of it was my fault.
“You know what get out, I don’t want sit in front of such a lying bitch!” He tells me but I only smile getting up in my seat, with a flip of the hair I begin to walk away. “And I still want that money back!” He tells me with a stern look, but I only turn sending him a smile.
“Good luck with that.” Is all I say before leaving the restaurant with a smile on my lips.
I soon return home to my empty house, but the smile which was once on my lips soon fades when a man was stood at the door. He tells me there has been someone who has brought the house, and I would need to leave immediately. I tried to beg and explain that this was my house and it we sold without my permission, but he shrugged telling me it was out of his hands and walks off.
I dump myself in the porch and begin to cry, the house my father loved so much was now gone because I trusted the wrong people! I did wonder if I should call the police and have them deal with the pair, but I had heard that Charlotte was pregnant and dealing with this wouldn’t be fair on the baby, so with a sigh, I lean my head up against the doorframe and swiftly fall asleep.
But I’m awoken by someone pushing at my hand and causing me to fall on the floor, a little shocked and annoyed I look up to see Wystan, smiling down at me with his arms crossed.
“What are you doing here?” I ask sitting up slightly whilst he looks at the exterior of the house, his hands in his pockets.
“I’m looking at my new home.” Is all he tells me where it soon sinks in, he was the new owner of my house!