Chapter thirty three: Your secret admirer

Bella’s POV

“I’ll just talk it over with him” I voiced in hopes of a miracle while staring at my reflection then at my watch. With no ounce of enthusiasm I reluctantly moved my legs out of my house to my car, I was obviously late but who cares? If it was up to me I’d wished this night never came.

My engine roared to life fueling my leaking hopes. And you might be wondering what’s my plan if he doesn’t agree to lend me the money instead of marrying him? I’ve got none to be honest, all the savings banks I went to won’t led me the money needed to bring my parent’s company out of the ditch and sufficiently cover Amiee’s medical bills.

My car came to a halt while I stared at the restaurant through my tinted windows then my eyes landed on a text from Frederic: ‘I’m seated already, you’re running late’ causing me to roll my eyes and throw my head back in exasperation.

Knowing this fate was inevitable I eventually got out taking my precious time to count my steps, but how long could I stal