Her Asian Billionaire’s Perfect Match

How could she not see that he was so in love with her that he would do anything for her, help her get through what she had gone through for years. He would have faced it with her but she did not even want to talk to him about it. He had waited for her to bring it up but she had not.

There was a discreet knock on the door and for one crazy moment he thought it was her coming to tell him that she had made a mistake and she wanted them to get married. But it was only his secretary and he forced himself to look alert as she came inside the room. He had a company to run and he was going to do so.

*****

“You look like hell,” Simoniel made the observation as soon as she walked into the office. She got there late because she was trying to repair her face. From the look that her friend gave her, she hadn’t done a very good job. “Did somebody died?”

“Very funny,” Leonie said darkly heading into her office. “What do we have today?”

“We have some people coming in for interviews but you won’t be able to handle anything like that. I really think you should go home honey. Take the day and see if you feel better tomorrow.” Simoniel suggested.

“Life goes on if and when a relationship is broken and I have a company to run,” she said grimly.

“Did you say a relationship is broken?” Simoniel closed the door and rounded on her. “You broke up with that absolutely wonderful sexy heartbreakingly handsome man?”

“Thanks for all the adjectives that remind me of what I have lost,” Leonie thought she was all cried out but apparently not as she felt the tears starting again. “He wants to get married and I don’t so we have parted ways.”

“Oh Lord we need to call the church elders! The man is totally insane and deranged and he wants to marry you. How dared he?” Simoniel had her hands on her hips as she stared at her friend.

“Will you cut it out?” Leonie went and sat behind her desk hoping that she would leave.

“I am your best friend. Trust me when I tell you that you are the most fool hardy, stubborn one track minded person I have ever known! That man loves you and you are miserable without him. You are sitting there and telling me about a relationship being broken. Are you freaking kidding me girl?” she had never seen her friend so angry before and she stared at her in stupefaction. The girl was positively vibrating. “You are such an idiot!” she added and stormed out of the office slamming the door behind her.

*****

“You expect us to find someone for you that is perfect. You have been married two times before; doesn’t it prove to you that marriage has not worked so far?” Leonie asked the woman sitting before them. She was a very vibrant and preppy fifty-three year old and she was quite attractive in a matronly kind of way.

“I don’t understand,” the woman’s smile slipped a notch and she looked at the two women in the room. “I lost my fist husband in a car accident and then I married his best friend to compensate for the grief. I made a mistake there and we discovered it soon after, fortunately we have remained friends still. I just need to find someone whom I can talk to and be friends with and share a life with, that’s why I am here.”

“We do not work miracles Mrs. Vickers, we are a matchmaking service and we don’t guarantee-“

“What my friend is trying to say,” Simoniel interrupted her with a bright smile. “Is that we will take your file and try to match you with someone who has something in common. We will do our very best to find someone for you. Won’t we Leonie?” she turned to look at her friend closely.

“Of course,” she said forcing herself to smile at the woman who was looking at her uncertain.

“We will give you a call as soon as possible Mrs. Vickers and we are very good at what we do.” Simoniel gave the woman an encouraging smile and closed the door behind her.

“What was that?” she rounded on her friend.

“I was just telling her the facts of life,” Leonie said getting up wearily. “She needed to know.”

“No, she does not and you don’t know if the third time around is not going to be it for her. You need to go home and get your act together and stop projecting your bias on everyone else. You are a coward. I never thought I would say it and I am surprised I never saw it before. You are a coward Leonie, you are running away because somehow you might just find happiness and what else would put that chip on your shoulders? Nothing because you would have nothing left to put up as a shield or to make up as an excuse as to why your life is so full of crap!” Without waiting for an answer she stormed out of the interview room and slammed the door behind her.

*****

She took Simoniel’s advice and went home early. She was a mess and she knew it. Her friend was right, she was no good at work and she stood the chance of running off every one of their clients that walked through the door.

She thought she would do some laundry but her heart was not into housework so instead she reached for a bottle of red wine he had left there before he knew she was not particularly fond of it. She took the bottle with her and a wine glass and went to sit on the sofa and turned the television on, switching channels until she came to the soap station.

She binged on soap operas for the day and drank down the bottle of wine, trying to numb her hurt and pain. She had also planned on calling her mother but she knew what she was going to say to her. She was an idiot! Maybe she would not say it in those exact words but it would mean the same.

Simoniel had called her a coward and she was beginning to wonder if she was really one. What was she afraid of? Why couldn’t she move past the fact that her father had left? Her mother had moved on so long ago and it was not like she was not in love with John! She loved him so much that she felt as if all of the major organs in her body had been removed by his leaving. Why was she bent on this suffering and pain?

A current scene on the particular soap she was watching caught her eyes and she became absorbed in it. The beautiful blonde was telling her best friend, an attractive brunette that she was pregnant and she did not know if it was her husband’s or his best friend’s.

“You are in a tight spot girlfriend,” Leonie said lifting her wine glass in a slightly drunken toast. “Love sure does hurt,” she said with a hiccup and then without warning she burst into tears.

She finally slept and when she woke up it was dark out and she realized that she was hungry and also suffering from a pounding headache. She had not eaten since this morning, when she had forced herself to have a slightly cold toast and some lukewarm coffee at the office.

She was feeling a little bit better and with a determined straightening of her spine she decided to get up and go get something to eat. The situation was this: John wanted marriage and she did not and she just has to learn to deal with it. She was a strong black woman and she had never heard of someone dying of a broken heart yet and it was certainly not going to start with her. She would go on with her life as usual and she would concentrate on doing the best she knew how. It did not matter that she would never be able to love like this again, because the point was there would never be anyone for her but him.