By Nightengale Ben-Onyekwu
‘This…you…we…um…’Michael had always felt that he was a king who could control everything at anytime, but he now realized, that it was only limited to some special circumstances. Facing this woman he was speechless as if he has lost his tongue. He didn’t know what to say to her. He wanted to wipe off the blood stains and carry her off to the hospital. But instead, he pulled out his wallet and took out a few large amount of money from it, and stuffed the money into her hands.
Michael believed that problems that could be solved with money were no problems. But then, he felt that this woman was special and deserved his care. Even though he just wanted to settle the incident and head off to Paradise Hotel where he would be meeting with the CEO of George enterprise who will be signing a partnership contract with Moon Corporation, he still wanted to be with her for a few moments.
Chioma’s eyes were suddenly filled with tears. She wanted a hug and not money. She wanted him to gently caress her face and not to stare at her. Destiny has given her an opportunity to meet him again, yet she seemed hopeless. She studied his fingers which were slender and neatly trimmed. The diamond ring on his ring finger looked stunning, and with one look, one could tell that this handsome man had noble status. Was this man married? She thought, glancing at him. She wanted to ask him who he was married to. If he was really married, does that mean she would never have a chance with him? The thought of the man possessing a noble status made her to give up. She was poor to begin with. Why would she dream of such a high-class man? Why should she from an ordinary family dream of marrying someone like this noble man? Was she qualified to answer young madam? There was a big gap between their family backgrounds, Chioma could see it clearly. It was best to give up now, she thought.
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