Mr CEO’s Little Bride

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Ruby’s Pov;.

I left Dad and Michael and walked to my room.

I ran my mind through all that has happened.

Goodness!! Why did he have to act so cold?. It’s so frustrating.

Dad didn’t bother to call me back and ask how it went.. I’m guessing he didn’t want to bother me as well.

I laid on my bed, my back to the bed and my face upward, facing the ceiling.

His handsome face suddenly flashed into my eyes.

Woah!! Those eyes and lips. I couldn’t get enough by just staring at them.

He’s the definition of perfection and in a way, I think he deserves to act the way he was acting.

I mean, he has the looks, charisma, character, money, fame and all.

Phew!! What a life.

How could only one person end up with such things?.

I turned slightly to the beeping of my phone.

It got me distracted from my thoughts and I had to quickly go pick it up when it started ringing for the second time.

” Hey!” I cooed into the phone without even checking who it was.

” Hey baby girl!!” her voice loud enough to hurt my eardrum came in.

I had to quickly take the phone away from my ear.

Crazy girl.

” How did it go?. What was Nathan like? Did you get to talk to him? How’s his family? Are they nice?. I want you to tell me everything” she demanded and in a way, I regretted not asking her to stay.

How do I start answering all these questions?.

” Goodness Diane. I’m really exhausted right now. Do you think you could call back another time, so we can talk about it?” I asked grouchingly.

” Uhm… did something happen. Didn’t the dinner date go well!” she bombarded me with more questions.

” It did, and that’s why I’m so exhausted right now” I replied, and as I did, I suddenly remembered I didn’t clear up the dinning table before leaving for my room.

” Uhm Diane, lemme call you back” I told her and ended the call before she could say anything.

I stood up from the bed and walked back to the dinning to see it was neat and tidy.

Ohh!! Dad!! He didn’t have to.

I looked over at the sitting room and he wasn’t there.

Where could they have gone?.

Hphmm! I wasn’t about to go on a search party but I was sure they were somewhere around the house.

I walked back to my room and fell hard on my bed, resuming my thinking spree.

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The journey back home seems like a long one for the Martins family.

The car ride was awkward, uncomfortable and suffocating.

Mr Martins has insisted they all take one car home.

It almost turned to a battle before they could get Nathan in the same car with them and through-out the ride, his head had been buried down on his phone, making it difficult for his Dad to accomplish his mission as to why he has asked him to ride with them in the same car.

He wanted to hear about his talk with Ruby, but no matter how many times he was asked, he neither said anything nor even acted like he was being talked to.

He kept mute and kept a straight face and this angered his Dad alot.

Hence, the car became silent as no one dared utter a word after that.

The tension was a lot and it wasn’t supposed to be because the day was supposed to be a happy one.

Nathan’s Pov;

I seriously don’t get why Dad was acting this way towards me.

He should just tell me what he wants, because this marriage stuff isn’t looking funny to me anymore.

Why does he always do things that pisses me off?

He knows why I am still working for him when I could easily just set up my own company.

Although I might not be as influential as he is, I am very wealthy and that’s more than enough to sustain me and get me any kind of popularity I so desire.

He’s really pissing me off that I am now having a rethink about the whole thing.

I don’t even understand what’s going on anymore.

Is this supposed to be a joke or what? I think the prank was going on for far too long?.

Does he enjoy torturing me so much?.

We got home and I didn’t wait for him to pack properly before getting out of the car.

I walked straight to the gate and walked out.

I needed to get away from them because I was too angry and offended.

He keeps treating me as a child and it’s getting so demeaning and irritating.

He knows too well how much I hate stuff like this and it’s exactly what he went ahead to do.

I think he always chooses to do the things that pisses me off and make me mad or unhappy.

I’ve never seen a parent that doesn’t care about the feelings and wellbeing of their child.

I think he’s so selfish and only cares about himself, or maybe it’s just me he doesn’t care about.

Maybe he just loves torturing me so much that he’s trying to tame me and put me in a tight corner.

This was the height of it. I already agreed to the so-called marriage, was meeting with them really important?.

Goodness!! She’s so young… so young that I felt guilty.

I don’t even know how I am going to carry out my plans. How could I dare to hurt such a girl. She’s Ella’s age mate if I am not mistaken.

I know my personality sucks, but I am not a jerk to that extent.

I don’t think I would be able to carry on with the initial plan I had in mind.

In a way, I felt we both were in a dilemma.

I had a change of heart right there and then and decided to look for another approach to it…. the best approach.

One that I am sure won’t hurt or harm her in any way.

I smiled when an idea suddenly came to mind.

Finally..