A Naive Bride for the Sophisticated CEO

Chapter 47: I won’t leave

Amelia woke up and sat up on the couch. She looked around the living room and let out a heavy sigh.

Fred wanted her to sleep in one of his rooms but she refused. For some reason, she didn’t want to feel comfortable. Not after what she saw.

Soon, the aroma of scrambled eggs filled her filled the air and her nostrils. She knitted her brows and looked at the kitchen. She knew Fred was at it again.

She stood up and dragged her feets on the tiles to the kitchen door. She leaned on the door and stared at Fred as he cooked.

He didn’t realize she was watching him until he looked back to pick a plate. Then he saw her.

“Hey! You are awake.” He said with a bright smile. Amelia divulged a smile also and bounced her head.

“Yes, I am awake.” She responded, still leaning against the door.

“Did you sleep well? How are you feeling now?” Fred further asked, moving close to her.

“I’m fine, thank you.”

“Please wait at the dining table, breakfast will be ready in no time.” He said to her.

She nodded and kept looking at him. “Can I ask you something?”

“Yes, sure. What is it?” He asked, paying rapt attention to her.

“Are you like this all the time?” She asked, and Fred narrowed his gaze at her.

“Like how?”

“Nice, caring, always making breakfast…”

Fred let out a little laugh and Amelia giggled. “I’m serious, okay? You are so nice to me. Why?” She further asked.

“Because you don’t deserve to be treated badly, Amelia. You are a good woman, and you should be cherished.”

He smiled sweetly at her again and walked to the frying pan.

“If only Mr. James knows this.” She muttered sadly.

“What did you say?” Free asked and looked back.

“Nothing. I’ll wait at the dining table.” She responded and walked out of the kitchen.

She sat at the dining table and waited for Fred to show up. As she sat, she thought of James again. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

She remembered how super excited she was to give him her virginity. How prepared she was to go to any length just to satisfy him.

‘And all you could do was make out with the woman that hurt me the most?! The woman you told me to stay away from?!’ She screamed in her head.

She lowered her head in sadness and began to weep.

‘I was so stupid to have thought you were beginning to feel something for me. I was so stupid to think you have fallen in love with me. I promise you, Mr. James, I’ll make you regret this. I will make sure you never hurt me again.’

*

Fred finished serving breakfast and sat directly opposite her. He noticed her eyes were red and she was crying before he came out of the kitchen.

“Are you alright?” He asked as they ate.

“I’m fine, thank you.” She responded, letting out a fake smile.

Fred nodded slowly and kept staring at her. He wanted to know what happened to her badly.

“Amelia…” He called, and she raised her head and looked at him.

“Yes.” She responded.

“Can you please tell me what happened last night?” He asked with hopes that she wouldn’t hide it from him anymore.

Amelia let out a sigh and nodded. “I met Mr. James making out with my worst enemy.” She responded coldly.

Fred clenched his jaw and exhaled softly. “I’m so sorry about that, Amelia. I understand how hurt you are.”

“No, you don’t, Fred. You have no idea how broken my heart is right now. I thought everything is going very good, he was beginning to care for me, we were even suppose to have sex…” Amelia let out a little laugh and shook her head.

“I am so stupid.” She added.

“No, you are not stupid, Amelia. You need to start saying awful things about yourself. You are not stupid. You just fell in love with the wrong person.”

Amelia kept mute as she listened to Fred. He was right after all, she fell in love with the wrong person.

“Listen, Amelia. You don’t have to stay with him if it is against your happiness. There are many men out there that would want a woman like you.”

“Many men?” Amelia scoffed and shook her head. “Where are they? All my life, where have they been? Mention one of them.”

“Me.” He responded almost immediately.

Amelia’s lips sealed after hearing his response. She exhaled heavily and lowered her head.

“Fred…”

“You don’t have to say anything. I understand that you are a married woman and you love your husband. I won’t bother you, okay? I mean well. I hope one day your husband loves you the way I do.”

Amelia bounced her head and kept eating. She wasn’t shocked that he liked her because she noticed how much he cared about her. What she didn’t understand was why?

“What do you see in me?”

“Everything. Everything I have always wanted. Everything a matured man would ever want, Amelia. There’s nothing wrong or odd about you. You are perfect.”

Amelia’s heart began to bleed as she heard his words. One part of her wanted to hear those words proceed from James’ mouth.

“Thank you so much, Fred. You are one of the few nicest people in my life. I’ll always say this.”

Fred bounced his head and picked up the jar of orange juice. He poured it into a glass and moved it to Amelia.

“Drink this too. It will help you feel much better.” He said and they both smiled at each other.

***

James opened his eyes and realized he fell asleep in the living room again. He sprang to his feet and ran up the stairs.

“Amelia!” He called, hoping to hear her answer to him.

He opened the door to her room and walked in. He looked around and saw she was nowhere to be found.

“She hasn’t come home.” He muttered sadly.

“What can I do to make her believe I had nothing to do with that Psychopath, Elena? I don’t want to lose her again.”

An idea suddenly popped into his head and his eyes widened. “If I pack all her things to my room, it would give her an idea that I don’t want her to leave, and that I want her close to me.”

He smiled and hurriedly opened her closet. He picked up the bags she used to pack her clothes to his house and began to fill them with her clothes.

After he filled the bags with her stuff, he began to transfer them to his room. He arranged her clothes neatly in the closet next to his, arranged her shoes next to his, and placed her bags next to his.

After he was done arranging it, he pulled his old bedspread from his bed and replaced it with a new one. He placed two pillows on it after clothing them.

He stood in the middle room and looked around. A smile of satisfaction curved up his lips, and he slowly bounced his head.

He headed back to the living room and picked up his phone. He put a call across to his mother again.

“Hi, Mom. So, did she show up last night?”

“No, she didn’t. She is yet to return to you?”

He let out a sad sigh and nodded. “

“No, she hasn’t. I’m scared, Mom. I don’t think she would want to listen to me. She is probably very hurt.”

“I know right. But, can’t you just tell her what transpired between you two? She wouldn’t stay angry with you after you tell her what went down, right?”

“No, she wouldn’t, but I don’t want to tell her until I have made sure all clips are out of Elena and her partner’s reach. If I tell her now, she would become more worried. I don’t want her to be worried. I want to help her solve this.”

“And how do you intend on doing that?”

“Don’t worry about that, Mom. My men are working on it already. I remember the face of the man, they’ve contacted the bartender to help out too. We’ll get the clips out of their hands in no time.”

“I’m so proud of you, son. You are finally taking responsibility for your wife. It’s a dream come true.”

“Yes, Mom. I just don’t want to see her hurt. I just realized that I want her to be with me and be happy.”

“Really?! You are in love, James! This is amazing!”

James chuckled and lowered his head shyly. “I think I am.”

All of a sudden, he heard the sound of a vehicle driving into the compound. His eyes widened and he sprang to his feet.

“I have to go, Mom! I think she is back!”

He hung up and ran to the door. He opened the door and when he looked up and his eyes fell on the car that drove in, the smile registered on his face faded off slowly.

‘Is that not that man’s car?’ He thought, staring at the car.

Fred alighted and hurried to the other side to open the door for Amelia.

James felt anger raise inside him from under his belly, up to his chest. ‘A little misunderstanding, and she ran back to him?’

“Amelia!” He called, and she looked up and saw him storm towards them.

Fred noticed the anger on James’ face and stood in front of Amelia before he could get closer.

“Don’t you dare touch…” James didn’t let Fred finish his statement before he grabbed him by the shirt and threw a hard punch at his face.

“Stay away from my wife!” He yelled.

Fred found a way to get out of James’ grip and slap threw a punch at his face. They wanted to keep throwing punches at their faces when Amelia screamed.

“Enough! Stop it, Mr. James!” She yelled.

James took an abrupt halt, he slowly withdrew his fist in the air and moved back. He cleaned the blood at the corner of his lips with the back of his palm.

“You don’t want her and you don’t want another man to want her?! What kind of man are you?” Fred asked in anger. His lips were burst and bleeding too.

“Enough, Fred. That’s enough. Please leave.” Amelia said to Fred. He gulped hard and bounced his head.

He got into his car and drove out of the compound.

Amelia turned to look at James, and she caught him staring at her.

“What was that for, Mr. James?” She asked angrily.

“Why did you go to him? You should have at least allowed me to explain.” He answered with a calm and low voice.

“Explain? What’s there to explain? You were making out with Elena! Elena of all women!” She yelled, walking to the door.

“It isn’t what you think, Amelia!” He answered, following behind her.

“Oh yes it is! I should have trusted my guts and left you the very first time!”

“What? Ameli, please don’t leave! I beg you! I had nothing to do with Elena! I swear on my life!”

They got into the living room and Amelia stopped walking. She stood in front of the couch and turned to look at him.

“You don’t want me to leave?”

“No, I don’t. Please.”

“Fine! I won’t leave!” She replied coldly.

‘I won’t leave because I want you to know what it feels to be hurt! What it feels to be heartbroken.’ She said to herself.