?Married To A Billionaire?
(The Billionaire Wife)
Episode 8
????Written by Authoress Quinny ????
?Elizabeth pov?
“So how is she doctor?” I asked. It’s been two weeks since the accident and she still hasn’t woken up yet.
“She is awake now you can go and see her.”
“I’m fine now, so how are things between you and Erik?”mary asked.
“Honestly I don’t know anymore, he is not answering my calls or replying to my messages, I just don’t know anymore.”
“Everything is going to be alright.”
“Thanks, I guess I better start going now. The visiting hours are almost over.”
“But you just got here.”mary said.
“I know, if I don’t start going they will kick me out. The nurse said I only have five minutes.”l replied.
“OK thanks stopping by, can you send my greeting’s to Charles for me.”she said.
“OK sure,” I replied.
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I got into my pyjamas. Yes, I wear my pyjamas at one o’clock. I then took my laptop to watch something on Netflix. It’s been a long time since I even had time for myself. Not long after I heard the doorbell ring.
“Charles, what are you doing at my house and how did you even know where I live?” I asked.
“I came to get what’s mine”he replied.
“What do you mean you came to get what belongs to you, I’m pretty sure you don’t own anything here.”
“We” I replied in confusion. I don’t remember making any sort of deal with him.
“I honestly don’t have time for this. Don’t forget dinner is at six tonight.”
Dinner? Oh, I almost forgot we were having dinner at his parent’s house tonight.
“You still didn’t answer how you know where I live.”
“So what do you think about this one.” My mom said pointing to a dress in a magazine.
“And I already told you that my daughter will never have that kind of wedding. We need to show everyone that my only child is getting married. This is why I don’t want you to hang out with those friends of yours. You need to started being with people on your level more often.”
“Mom!” I exclaimed.
“Your mother is right.” My father said.
I wish my parents would stop being all up in my business. It’s getting annoying.
“What.” Charles and I both said at the same time.
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