Her Asian Billionaire’s Perfect Match

Chapter 11

It took a week for her to realize that no amount of convincing talk she gave herself was not working. She missed him and instead of getting better the feeling was getting worse. She kept seeing him wherever she went. She had gone into a coffee shop just two days ago and had seen a dark haired man in a business suit standing in the line and had started to go over. The man had turned around just then and she realized that it was not John.

He had not called her and it had been two weeks. She had not seen or heard from him. She tortured herself into wondering if he was seeing someone else and she found herself visualizing him with his arms around her neck and his body on hers and she would go into a murderous and jealous rage.

Simoniel refused to say anything to her on the subject and she did not bring it up either but she could feel the girl’s gaze on her often. She could not sleep and when she did she did not sleep on the bed, it brought back too many memories of him. He had left a couple of shirts there and she took them out at night and inhaled his scent, she had it bad and it was not getting better.

She was at home Saturday afternoon when her phone rang and for one moment her heartbeat quickened as she wondered whether it was him. It was her mother.

“Mom!” she sat down on the sofa and cradled the phone to her ear, her eyes closed.

“Baby girl, are you okay? You sound strange and I have not heard from you in a week.” Leonora said in a concerned voice.

“Mom, I screwed up,” Leonie’s voice trembled and she took a deep breath.

“Tell your mother what is happening honey.” It was her soothing voice that did it and Leonie felt the tears tracking down her cheeks.

“John left me,” she said, her voice shaky. “He wants to get married and I suggested we live together instead and he said he won’t accept anything less.”

“Oh baby girl,” Leonora said with a sigh. “I should have talked to you more about your dad leaving. There are some things I did not tell you that I should have and I am sorry. Your father and I were not getting along for years. I saw it and saw that he was unhappy but I ignored it and we fell out of love with each other years before he left. We only stayed together for your sake. He did what I was too cowardly to do honey, he left a marriage that had died a slow death a long time ago. I find myself wondering if I was ever in love with him because things I can say to Lorenzo now I could not talk to him about it. We were not meant to be and we made the mistake of thinking that if we stayed together over the years then it might work. We were wrong and I want you to go to that young man of yours and talk to him, unburden yourself and even though it is not going to be easy tell him what you are feeling, you’ll be surprised at how much better you will feel.”

Leonie felt herself growing calmer by the minute and for the first time in years she felt at peace with herself. “Thanks Mom,” she said quietly.

“You are most welcome honey and I will be calling back tomorrow for you to tell me that you went to him and you guys are talking at least. Not a lot of people find the love that you told me you and that young man share and you cannot afford to lose that.” Leonora told her gently. “Go get your man honey.”

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She waited until Sunday and she called Asami to ask her if John was there before she went over. She had spent the night thinking about what her mother had told her and she had come to a decision. She was still wary about the marriage part but one thing she knew for sure; she was not going to lose him. She was not doing well without him, he had become an important part of her and she needed him with her. She was willing to take the risk and she did not care if later down the line they were not together, she cared about now and who knew they might just last.

“He is in his suite my dear and I am sure he has no plans on going anywhere.” Asami told her. “He has become practically a recluse since you two have not been together, just going to the office and coming back home. I am glad one of you has come to your senses.”

“I will be there shortly and I would appreciate you not telling him.” Leonie told her.

“My lips are sealed.” Asami said with a smile in her voice.

She got there twenty minutes later and she had packed an overnight bag, hopeful that she was not coming back to her apartment tonight.

Asami met her at the door with a smile and a hug. It was almost eleven o’clock and she was dressed as if she was going somewhere.

“He is in his study my dear, I just checked on him. Lucas and I are going for brunch with some friends and the household staff are gone for the weekend. You have the whole place entirely to yourselves.” She told Leonie with a smile. “I expect to hear some good news when I get back.”

“Thanks Asami,” she gave the woman’s arm a grateful squeeze as she headed for the door.

“Let him eat something my dear, his appetite has been non-existent.” She called out softly and with a wave she was gone.

The door of his study was open and she saw him sitting around the desk with his head leaned back and his eyes closed. She made her way quietly towards him and it was when she was within arm’s length of him that his dark eyes flew open. He sat there staring at her as if she was an apparition. His eyes took in her attire in one sweeping look. She had dressed in a thick red sweater and black denims and her hair was curled softly around her shoulders. She had no make-up on except for the lip gloss she had applied.

He did not say anything to her and Leonie realized that it was going to be entirely up to her. “I never thought it possible to suffer as I have suffered over the last two weeks and I don’t want to have to go through that again.” She took a deep breath and continued, her eyes holding his. He still had not moved but waited for her to continue. “I cannot sleep or eat and I am no use at work. I love you John and whatever it takes to be with you, I am up for it.”

He still continued to stare at her without saying anything and for a moment she felt the panic raced through her and she wondered if she had left it too late. “Can you talk to me please?” she whispered.