Arranged Marriage With The Billionaire

Dylan thought about telling both their parents but he decided not to. He felt he should let Blair make the decision.

So he sent her a text message because he knew that she would not pick his calls.

He had slept off with her nightdress in his hands. He wanted to feel like he was actually holding her like he always did every night.

Her scent filled his senses. He missed her like crazy every single day. Ever since he knew he loved her, he never imagined life without her in it. He started to put her first before every other person and before anything.

Their one year agreement was to end soon and they would have to sign divorce papers. He shook his mind from the thought.

How can I ever live without her? Dylan thought.

She was the one who changed him, changed his life for the better. So why now? Why was she leaving? He thought.

So many questions filled his head waiting to come out of his lips.

He wished he could talk to her one more time. Ask her to investigate the case together. But they were just wishes, Blair was stubborn and once her mind was made up she would never go back on her word.

He left the room and went to his kitchen. Seemed like his friend had already left, he was nowhere to be seen. Dylan decided that he would work from home and not go to the office for a while.

He made himself a cup of coffee. He suddenly remembered Blair’s special coffee. She always made him coffee anytime he wanted it and it was delicious every single time. He tried to make it but it turned out weird.

He threw it in the sink and sighed.

He wasn’t sure things would be the same again. The house was lonely and he wallowed in it.

He made some tea instead and headed to his office.

His phone rang from where it was on the table, he picked it up and checked the caller ID. It was the detective.

“Mr Lancaster” he called

“Detective” Dylan responded.

“I received the pictures that you sent to me earlier. And I must say that the man in the picture has a striking resemblance with you” the detective said.

“Do you think that’s why she believed it? Because that is clearly not me and I do not know the woman.” Dylan countered.

“I believe so sir. Something seems to be wrong with the pictures. I will take them to be analyzed properly.” He said.

“Thank you. Let me know when and if you find anything.” Dylan replied.

“Alright sir.” He dropped the call.

Dylan also found so many things wrong with the picture but he couldn’t say what exactly. When Blair gave him her phone he secretly sent the pictures to his inbox immediately.

And he then sent it to the detective for analysis.

He was sure the whole thing was a setup. The only complication was that they were able to fool Blair but not him. Not anyone else, he knew then that it was a plan, a setup to fool Blair and make her leave him. It made sense to him.

One question he kept asking himself was who the person was. Dylan searched himself for enemies that wanted to get to him by using his wife. He couldn’t think of any but he knew he had a lot.

He worked for hours in his office, nonstop. His phone vibrated where his hand rested. He checked and saw that he received a message from Blair.

‘I will inform my parents myself. I will be home soon to get my things. If you want I can explain to your father as well. Our one year agreement is almost over, I’m sure there won’t be a problem if we end it now. So that we can both be free and you can love your other woman freely too. Thank you for consulting me.’

It read.

“Fuck this Blair. I will never let you leave me like this!” he screamed and banged the table with his fists.

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Blair stayed in her room throughout the day. She treated her wounds and tried to read a book that she found on one of the shelves in Richard’s home.

Her phone rang and she checked who the person was, her mom. Her mom was the least person she wanted to talk to but she had to pick up the call so that she wouldn’t suspect anything.

“Hello mom” she greeted.

“Blair, my darling. How are you?” Her mom asked.

“Fine mom. How are you and dad?” She asked.

“Fine fine my dear. Taking a rest today. I just came in from a meeting” her mom answered.

“Okay” she responded.

“I’ve tried calling you for days now and your phone has been turned off. You don’t even call us anymore” her mom complained.

“I’ve been busy, mom.” Blair said. She wasn’t ready for her parents to find out anything about their situation.

“You’re always busy,” she continued.

“You’re the one who married me off to some rich guy that I never knew. So yes mom I’m always busy” she snapped.

Her parents were part of the reason why she was suffering. If they didn’t make her marry Dylan then she wouldn’t be in that position.

“Blair! Don’t you speak to me like that. I am your mother, do not forget” she shouted.

“Of course. I have to go now, I still have work to do. Bye” she hung up the call without waiting for her mom to respond.

She dropped her phone beside her so I could get back to her book but she received a message. She opened and saw that it was from Dylan.

‘Blair, I know you don’t want to hear from me right now but hear me out. I was thinking of telling our parents the situation right now so I just wanna know if you agree with that. I’m sorry Blair and I wish you would open your eyes to the truth. I did nothing wrong Blair. I miss you. Please respond.’

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Dylan still claimed that he did nothing wrong, she thought. How could the pictures be wrong though? She asked herself.

She didn’t believe him at all. And she knew he only wanted to cajole her into buying his sob story. She was done being fooled all the time.

She sighed and went back to her book.

She contemplated whether she should or shouldn’t reply to his message.

Blair decided to text him back.

After she texted him, she went back to her book.

The book really captivated her, it took her mind far away from her worries and she was thankful.

All she wanted was to forget recent events and the book helped her.

Blair read it halfway and fell asleep.