Betrayal:The Billionaire accidental Bride

It was a successful day out.

As I sat there, staring at my phone, I couldn't help but feel a mix of confusion, sadness, and longing. They just took him away, without so much as a proper goodbye.If he loved me as he insinuated then he would have insisted or what was the rush for. We had finally found each other after secret chats and calls , in what felt like an eternity, only to have him ripped away from me so abruptly. It just didn't make sense.

I replayed our last moments together over and over in my mind, trying to find any clues that could have warned me of the impending separation. But all I could remember was his vibrant, gleaming eyes. They were filled with so much life and hope, giving me a reassuring look that promised everything would be okay. How could I have missed any signs of trouble? If something was truly wrong, I would have sensed it, wouldn't I?Am a doctor and I just dressed his wound that was doing extraordinary well considering it was not yet forty eight hours since the surgery was performed.

For the past three years, he had been my secret admirer. A loyal companion who never missed an opportunity to call or text. His commitment to me was something that had always amazed and comforted me. Even though we had never met in person, our connection ran deep, and I felt as though I knew him better than anyone else. But to my surprise I knew very little than I ever imagined,the kindness in him ,the soft coarse hoarse voice that soothed me in my deepest worries. He had pinpointed earlier that I could not have loved him and I wondered why did he think that he was unworthy of my love, simply because of his flaws?

A surge of warmth spread throughout my body as I allowed myself to fully embrace the thought of him. The connection we shared was undeniable, as if we were two halves of a whole, destined to be together. I pictured him in my mind, his growth like a tumor hanging shapelessly on the left side of his ear. It was a flaw, yes, but one that in no way diminished his beauty or value to me. If anything, it only made him more real and vulnerable, and that would draw me even closer to him.

I shook my head, trying to clear away any doubts or fears that threatened to cloud my judgment. Love wasn't about perfection or flawless appearances; it was about accepting someone wholly, flaws and all. If my heart told me to say yes, then I was willing to deal with any challenges that may arise later. The mere thought of him stole my breath away, making my ex-fiance seem like a distant memory in comparison.

I don't know I sat for how long, there was no sign of him. With each passing moment, the ache in my heart grew stronger, as if a vital piece of me was missing.I wished we had shared a meal but he had done enough,he came out to celebrate my success and I should be grateful. I found solace in the memories we had shared, replaying them like a broken record, hoping to catch a glimpse of something I had missed. But all I saw was the genuine love and devotion that radiated from his eyes.

The sound of my children running towards me ,startled me back to the normal world. I looked up and the whole group was back. They appeared happy.

As I sat there with my children, the weight of the recent events weighing heavily on my heart, I couldn't help but feel a mix of confusion, sadness, and relief. My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions, trying to process everything that had just transpired.

I could see the concern in Kensley's eyes as she looked at me, her innocent face filled with curiosity and worry. "Mommy, what is it? Why do you look sad? Where is Daddy?" She asked, breaking me out of my reverie.

I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself before I spoke. "Daddy needs to rest, he is not feeling well," I replied, not wanting to burden them with the truth just yet.

Zensley nodded solemnly, his expression mature beyond his years. "Yes, he will get better if he rests," he said, trying to reassure me in his own little way.

My twins, I should call them mine, since the boy I have been taking care of for the past three years belongs to me ,hr is my blood. Their faces filled with excitement and energy. They had always been a bundle of joy, bringing light and laughter into my life. I could hardly believe how much they had grown, how much they had changed in the years that had passed since I first laid eyes on them.

"Have you all eaten?" I asked, trying to divert their attention from the somber mood that hung in the Johnny and Jenny had just joined as on our table.

Johnny, always the first to speak up, replied eagerly, "Yes, we had a lot of everything, but not a real meal."

Jenny chimed in, her voice enthusiastic, "Pizza, pies, ice creams, and lots of snacks with funny names!"

I couldn't help but smile at their descriptions of their impromptu feast. They had always been so imaginative and creative, finding joy in the little things in life.

"So, you want some real food now?" I asked, already knowing the answer but wanting to hear their response.

The twins nodded eagerly, their stomachs probably rumbling after their snack-filled adventure. I couldn't help but marvel at how they had grown into such bright, vibrant children, each with their own unique personalities and quirks.

I quickly got up from my seat, determined to make order a proper meal to fill their bellies and bring some semblance of normalcy back into our lives. I wished I was home ,Cooking had always been a form of therapy for me, a way to channel my emotions and find solace in the familiar routines of the kitchen, I would have prepared them a delicacy they would talk about the rest of their lives.

Before I walked a few steps, The head waiter followed by two other waiters came carrying big platters, I was not sure what was inside , but the smells of cooking filling the air, I couldn't help but reflect on the events that had led us to this moment. The truth had finally come to light, revealing a tangled web of secrets and lies that had kept us all in the dark for far too long.

" Sorry to have kept you waiting madam please go back to your seat we are here to serve you!" The head waiter apologized bowing a little I feared the food might fall. But he was a professional,you cannot work in such a place with zero skills.

" The food is already hereIs it not too much !" Kensley Said ,opening her mouth. And everyone else stared at the food.

It was not complicated but on one side of the tray,there were crispy French fries, followed by stewed gizzards, Chicken wings grilled, and then some fish fillets Some carrots salad ,grilled aurbigines,with lots of ketchup,mustard and tomato sauce. " That platter is for the twins!" The waiter said.

" Kensley, the fish fillet and Aubergines are mine, " Zensley said chuckling.

" Can't they give us children portions!" Kensley protested.

" My friend eat and eat in an orderly manner,we have deep freezers and refrigerators at home!" Johnny whispered and she understood.

A platter of Grilled chicken,big lobsters, and French fries and lots of other foods was placed at the center and we were given plates to chose on what we want to eat from the platter.

We ate in silence, Johnny making funny sounds, obviously he wanted to say something but probably Jenny was pinching him and whispering to him to stay quiet.

" Excuse me ," The head waiter said," When you are ready to go , everyone has his and her own package with their names written on it, The Director ordered so!"

" You can bring them now ,as you can see we are almost done and bring me more coffee please, " I replied.," Anybody else need to order something else?".

" Can I have more of those things with Shells, I need plenty in my deep freezer, My madam has shown she loves them ,so I will cook them after for her!" Johnny said avoiding my gaze.

I did not care about Johnny and his excuses, I knew he whose seafood that was for, and if it was possible to pack it for him why not? It seemed they played a lot and forgot to feed themselves.

My mind drifted when Wesley Kane had finally opened up to me, his words raw and filled with pain. He had told me a little about the flaws.

I had listened, my heart breaking for the man before me, for the burden he carried on his shoulders. And yet, despite it all, I had felt a sense of forgiveness, a desire to help him regain his self esteem.

With each passing moment, the ache in my heart grew stronger, as if a vital piece of me was missing. I found solace in the memories we had shared, replaying them like a broken record, hoping to catch a glimpse of something I had missed. But all I saw was the genuine love and devotion that radiated from his eyes.

" Let's go home everyone," I said. I had almost given up hope, the phone rang. I reached for it eagerly, my heart pounding in my chest. As I answered, a voice I knew all too well filled my ears, bringing tears to my eyes. It was him, my secret admirer, my soulmate, Wesley Kane.

He apologized for the sudden disappearance, explaining that circumstances beyond his control had separated us. " The media had gotten a hint that I was outside there and they were at the hotel gate, I had to leave I did not want any fracas with them ,am not ready to face them yet".

." I understand that, I start to understand the life you live!" I Said. Glaring at everyone,they were all with their packages ready to move.

The sound of his voice washed away any doubts or insecurities, as we ended the call, a sense of peace washed over me.I leaned back in my chair, a smile playing on my lips, and whispered softly to the universe, "Am glad nothing complicated had happened,else I would be very sad."

" The driver is here already,Doctor Makensie can we go to the car," Johnny asked. He was uncomfortable,he kept fidgeting,he could not stand still. He had eaten more beyond the usual limit.

" Of course Johnny, Jenny help out in putuing back the bags and snacks and everything else in the car, Johnny is useless at the moment!" I said and giggled.

" Yes, Makensie, Kids let's get Inyo the car,it's time to go home!" Jenny said carrying their backpacks.

The driver just stared at me ,he never even said anything to me , I had thought he was probably going to explain to me why they took Wesley away but he was not one to speak much. Since the day I met him three years ago we have never had any conversation with him even once. He works according to his boss instructions ,I cannot change the norm now so I followed everyone to the car ,it was a successful day out.