Arranged Marriage With The Billionaire

The next morning Blair woke up quite late, she overslept. But it wasn’t like she had anything or any work to do so she did not bother.

Her hands still hurt but she no longer used the bandages.

She got up from her bed and walked into the bathroom. She brushed her teeth and took a long hot bath in the tub.

She soaked herself till her skin became really soft and mushy.

She got out and rinsed herself in the shower and wore the robe that was hanging on the rack.

Blair thought about going back to the house to get her things. Sooner or later she would have to go back to get her belongings from Dylan’s house.

She didn’t have her clothes in Richard’s place and it made her uncomfortable. She was tired of wearing his clothes.

The thought of going to her parents house to get clothes crossed her mind but she quickly shook it off. They would surely ask questions about it and it would raise suspicion.

She sat down in front of the mirror and stared at her reflection. Nothing much changed about her features. She was the same as yesterday, pale and hollow.

She sighed and grabbed her clothes, she put them on and hung the robe back on the rack in the bathroom.

Blair looked at her once dainty and pretty fingers. They were covered in cuts and stitches, she destroyed her hands. They didn’t look like her hands, it was as if they were replaced with another.

She dropped them to the door knob and opened the door gently. She wanted to stay outside her room but the sound of breakfast first before anything got to her ears.

Blair got to the kitchen and she brought out the things she would use in making breakfast. The door wasn’t how it usually was when Richard wasn’t home.

That meant that he was home, so she decided to make breakfast for him too. The kitchen was still the way it was yesterday and that meant he hadn’t cooked yet.

Blair made fried eggs, sausages and toast. She made coffee for herself and decided that she would ask Richard what he wanted to drink.

She packed his food in a tray and took it towards his room. His door was closed and she knocked but there was no response.

Blair twisted the knob and it opened, she went inside. The room was dimly lit and the walls were a dark blue colour but it matched every other thing in the room. The curtains, the bed, the dresser, the rug, it matched everything.

But Richard wasn’t in the room. Blair went further into the room and she saw that there was another door that was slightly opened inside the room.

And she heard his voice from the room and figured she should go in and give him his breakfast tray.

She was about to knock when she heard something that made her stop dead in her tracks.

“No she doesn’t know,” he said.

He was on the phone with someone, she thought.

“Apparently Dylan came here. But her mind was made up already, she was really convinced that the person in the picture was her beloved husband” he continued.

Her hands shook. Bair almost stumbled when she heard that. What was that supposed to mean? She thought.

“Yeah, she was broken of course. Our plan worked perfectly, the way we wanted it to. She believed some silly pictures more than she believed her husband.”

Blair nearly gasped. She couldn’t believe what she heard. Richard was behind it? Dylan didn’t cheat on her?

“That picture was taken long ago, it was with some model I met then. I just manipulated the pictures a bit. I had someone do it for me” he explained to whomever he was talking to.

Blair knew then that she had been played and she had been living with the person who played and ridiculed her.

She was angry. She left his room before he could see her. Blair was fuming, the bastard betrayed her.

He fooled her. She remembered something that Dylan’s friend told her during their fight.

‘Richard is the last person you want around you’.

It kept playing in her head like music. Music that turned into noise.

They had been right, Richard was the liar, the cheat and everything she blamed Dylan for.

Dylan. She felt her heart break once again for the man she loved.

She dropped the tray on the kitchen counter and ran to her room, she locked the door behind her.

“Fuck me!” She cried and held her head with both her hands. She sank to the floor and cried.

Blair felt very foolish and stupid for believing a stupid anonymous message that cost her marriage.

She wanted the ground to open up and swallow her.

When Samantha had told her that he was back, she was shocked and surprised at first but decided to let it go because she felt that everyone had the right to go anywhere and everywhere they wanted to go.

She was disappointed in herself. She was disappointed that she made Dylan look stupid and she did the same to herself.

Dylan warned her as well, including his friend.

“Damn you Richard! How could you?” She asked herself. She was utterly shocked without doubt.

Everything seemed blurry to her. It was a haze. She tried to wrap her head around it but it was difficult.

She contemplated confronting him and not confronting him. She went with the first option but she wanted to wait. She wanted to find a good way to attack him.

Her breakfast went cold. She could no longer eat, she couldn’t even think properly.

Blair cried deeply. All the heartbreak from the very beginning haunted her and now the heartbreak of her husband poked at her.

She broke his heart too. She almost dialed his number, she wanted to tell him everything that she heard but she didn’t. It would be too much for him, she thought.

Blair stayed in her room for hours, she cracked her brain for possible solutions to her problem.

But she thought of nothing.

Blair was angry. All she felt was anger at the time. It was funny how she thought of Richard when the fake pictures were sent to her. She didn’t know why she ran to Richard and not her husband.

Anger coursed through her veins, dark seething anger, she couldn’t control it anymore.

She ran out of her room, the anger controlled her actions at that point.

She walked into his room. Her eyes were red from crying too much.

“Blair?” He was surprised to see her in his room because he never went into his room.

“Really? You’re going to play the sweet innocent card right now?” she replied to him.

He stared at her in shock.

“What do you mean by that Blair? I don’t understand what you’re talking about.” He continued.

“Okay then, I will refresh your memories.” She said,

“I heard everything you said back there. I know it was you that sent the pictures” she continued.

He was taken aback. He didn’t know when she would find out about it. He wasn’t ready for her to find out as well.

“Blair I-” she cut him short.

“Save it Richard! You are a fucking liar and a cheat. Bastard!” She screamed and ran out of the room.

Richard truly wasn’t expecting her to find out. It ruined the other future plans that he had.

“Blair.. please let me explain. It’s not what you think, okay?” He begged.

“Really? It’s not what I think? Really now? I heard you clearly. Okay let’s hear your explanation shall we? Go on ahead” she responded while she stared at him with disgust.

Richard sighed. He wanted to make up lies in his head to tell her but he couldn’t think of any.

He moved closer to her, he tried to cajole her and pat her because she was angry.

She moved further away from him, she didn’t want him near her.

She thought they were finally getting and along and becoming friends. She thought he saw her as a friend and just wanted to console her as one.

Blair didn’t know that he was a green snake in the grass. Deceiving her over and over again. Maybe that was why she never felt completely comfortable around him.

He sighed.

“I didn’t want to tell you this but there is no point hiding it anymore.” He started.

Blair only stared at him, her eyes were cold.

“I’m not the only one involved in this whole thing.” He stated.

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“Your friend Samantha, she came up with the plan. She came up to me and asked for my help. She wanted to break you and Dylan’s relationship so bad. Then she came to me with the deal and I couldn’t say no because in a way I wanted you back Blair. I know what I did in the past hour but I still wanted you back.” He explained.

Blair burst out into laughter.

She could believe what she had just heard now.

Samantha? No? Not her. She thought.

“Do you really expect me to believe you, after you lied? You want to drag my best friend into your stupid games?” She was more shocked than before. She had to commend his lying skills.

“I’m serious Blair. Why would I want to drag your best friend into this without actually having proof of what I’m saying. I know that I’ve hurt you but this is the truth,” he said.

It was. The new information shook her. Her best friend of years ago?

She wanted the ground to open up and swallow her up.

To say she was shocked was too small. She was shaking, her hands shook violently.

Lies. Lies in every direction. She fell on the couch, the tears refused to come out of her eyes.

The fact that Samantha, her best friend and sister like figure could do something that this to her shocked her to the marrows.

She was out of words to say. Richard opened his phone and showed her their chats and messages from his inbox.

Blair went through them, slowly reading the messages. As she read them, fear filled the inside of her. She was scared. She had no idea that Samantha was like that. She felt betrayed, disappointed and angry.

She didn’t know how to react anymore. She was confused.