Filed to story: Dumped by Scumbag Adored by Billionaire
“W-w-w-what… ?” Anabelle stuttered to the extent she couldn’t form a comprehensible speech.
“Anabelle, would you make me the happiest man on earth by being my wife?” Julie asked her seriously.
However, for about a minute, Anabelle didn’t say a word, she kept on staring at Julie to the point the man became embarrassed, thinking that he had not done it well.
“Did I say anything wrong?” he asked.
“Am I dreaming?” Anabelle?asked back
“No,” Julie answered.
“You want to marry me?” Anabelle asked, still in a state of disbelief.
“Yes,”
“You really want to marry me?” she asked once and this time Julie was getting annoyed. Was it a bad idea to propose to her right after she woke from sleep?
“Yes Anabelle,” He said.
To his utmost shock, Anabelle screamed – a long, piercing shout. For a moment there, Julie was almost prepared to call a doctor having no doubt she injured her vocal cord in the process.
But the Anabelle he was worried about jumped off the bed in celebration, “Oh my God! I’m getting married! I’m finally getting married!” She continued to scream at the top of her lungs.
“Perhaps you should tune it down a little…” Julie was still saying when Anabelle left his room still jubilating.
For once, Julie was grateful he had dressed Anabelle up after their session in the bathroom because he had a disturbing feeling that Anabelle would have run out of the room naked just to celebrate the news.
“God, help me,” Julie groaned as he got out of the bed. She hadn’t even given him a proper answer to his proposal. What if she changes her mind after all her celebrations? He couldn’t risk that.
So Julie went after her and he found her outside taking shots of the rings as if a particular spot wasn’t enough to capture the beauty.
She was so happy that she didn’t look where she was going and bumped right into him.
“Do you know that I’m getting…” Anabelle was prepared to announce the news to whoever that was until she realized that it was her fiancé. A blush crept up her cheeks at once.
“Of course, I know that you’re getting married because I’m the one who proposed to you,” He rolled his eyes, “And you haven’t even given me a reply yet,”
“Of course, silly, it’s yes,” She said, kicking the lawned grass on the floor. Anabelle didn’t know why she suddenly became shy.
Julie smiled and then cupped her cheeks, kissing her on the lips. Anabelle leaned in, the both of them sharing a sweet, lazy kiss before they pulled away.
Julie leaned his forehead against hers and asked out of curiosity, “Are you that happy?” because he felt like a bad person, delaying the inevitable from happening for a long time.
Everyone had anticipated that after Pedro and Isabella had gotten engaged, that they would be the next. But he kept procrastinating until he couldn’t anymore – not after what he saw last night. Alec had taught him that as far as he hadn’t put a ring on that finger, Anabelle wasn’t truly his.
“Of course, I’m very happy!” Anabelle answered, “I was afraid that I would have to become an aunt before getting married,”
“Become an aunt?” Julie was confused.
“Yes, don’t you know that Isabella is…” Anabelle trailed off at once when she realized what she almost said.
Julie’s brows furrowed at that moment. He has known Anabelle long enough to know that she was keeping something important from him right now.
“My love,” Julie’s voice became sensuous, “you were just saying….?” he probed.
Anabelle cupped her lips with her palm, shaking her head even though she knew that wouldn’t stop her from spilling the truth to Julie.
Gosh, Isabella would kill her for this.
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Bless this shameless author with your golden ticket ????
The third point of view:
Ailee was busy going through her locker when a sudden commotion drew her attention. Lo and behold, it was her brother Allen and he was pushing Eve Donovan up against a locker.
Eve? When did she arrive? They were back to school?
However, Ailee quickly turned around because she didn’t want to witness this public display of affection between the both of them – she had no doubt Allen and Eve were about to make out.
But then the growl from her brother and the painful yelp from Eve told Ailee that everything wasn’t as she thought. So she turned around to understand what was going on and was stunned at the tension between them.
“You copied my answers, didn’t you?!” Allen growled into her face.
“What?” Eve looked confused and stunned at the same time.
“The Maths test we took on your first day at school, I failed one while you got a perfect score. How is that possible?!”
Ailee frowned as she recalled the test they had taken on the first day the Donovan twins came to school. How could Eve get a perfect score? Ailee got an answer wrong as well and had been hoping that Allen would be the one to get a perfect score since he’s the almighty Allen – note the sarcasm.
“How is that possible?” Eve snorted, “Of course, it’s possible!” She said fearlessly even though Allen held her shoulder firmly, and Ailee had no doubt his nails were digging into the poor girl’s skin. Her brother was not the best at controlling his anger.
“You peeked at my answers!” he accused her.
“I did not!” She refuted his claim, “You said it yourself, I got a perfect score while you failed a question. If I had indeed copied from you, I would have failed alongside you as well,” She pointed out.
“No, you’re too good a pretender,” Allen didn’t believe her one bit, “I thought you were like the other dumb girls out there,”
“Well, how does it feel to know that not everyone wants to scratch your itch,” she retorted.