Karris's POV
I should have pressed her neck back then or even worse removed the oxygen and used a pillow on her nose đ to murder her.
I should have known her being alive was an obstacle to my success.
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FLASHBACK
After leaving the hospital đ„ and coming back to my office đą , I saw dad seated on my couch đ with his legs crossed. He looked as if he had won a billion dollar đ” contract.
'How was your friend',he asked.
'He's fine', I replied.
'Well guess what,I have great news for you', he replied.
'Which is?',I asked perplexed.
'You have been removed from the bachelor status, you are getting married ', he said happily đ.
'Wait! What!,me getting married?
To who?
How?
Do I even know the person?
How come I am just hearing of it now? Father you are joking right?',I asked even more confused.
He's got to be joking right? Like how can I be getting married just like that? I haven't even dated before,so where did this fiancée come from?
'Young man, have patience for this old man, you keep bombarding me with questions ', he was still saying when I cut him off.
'Ha! How can I be patient with you when you just dropped a bomb đŁ right here in my office đą .
Tell me how on earth đ am supposed to have patience when you are saying am getting married soon.
I haven't even dated before.
You just promoted me from singlehood right to marriage life.
How am I supposed to cope with that?' .
This man was getting on my nerves so damn much. How could he do this to his only child. At least he could have forced me to go on blind dates , I could have easily evaded that but marriage. Oh! God why me.
Manning up I asked,'Who is this supposed fiancée?'
Yes! Fiancée because am not giving in that easily.
He said,'The Risavette empire heiress is your wife - to - be'
Okay so now I get it, this is some kind of marriage of convenience. Was it not recently I heard they were in muddy waters.
Who is this heiress?
Surprisingly,am not even sure I have met her before and now we're about to get married.
After my father left, I kept pondering over our conversation. I must know what that woman looks like. Am sure this was the reaction my dad wanted from me. I took my phone đ± and decided to search for the Risavette heiress and also know more about her family to use it as a levage.
Funny enough, the only pictures there was that of her childhood. What was I supposed to do with that? I couldn't just sit here doing nothing, I must know who she is even if it means I have to endanger myself.
I decided to go to the hospital đ„ and make enquiries about who my dad went to visit. When I got there, the receptionist didn't want to give me the information.
Like dude, I know you keep your patient's information vital but I needed it now. Couldn't this guy see I was losing my mind?
Fine,I changed my strategy. I asked for Miss Risavette's ward number. That too I was denied access to.
What at all do they want me to do for them to give me her information.
What is so special about her for it to be so difficult to gain information about her?
He offered to rather lead me to her ward. Did he think I was a criminal or something? I went with that option anyway . We arrived at the entrance of the ward. It looks familiar or is it just a deja vu?
I entered and lo and behold there sat Whitney in all her glory on the bed. Wait! What is going on? Don't tell me Whitney is the heiress of the Risavette empire?
FLASHBACK ENDS
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I should have known where this was heading to?
Karris you have been played.
Is this her way of getting back at me?
She had the effrontery to play me.
What does she take me for?
Who does she think she is to play me?
Now you understand why I wanted to murder her.
How could this be possible?
She got me so damn bad.
I feel like a fish đ brought out of water đ§ .
I'll make her regret ever doing this to me.