Marrying Her Older Billionaire

Chapter 10

Everything had happened so fast. Angie could barely believe that she was engaged to be married to the man of her dreams. It was like something out of a fairy tale. It was like something that happened to other people in movies. How could this be happening to her, after all? How could she possibly deserve so much happiness? What had she done to deserve it in the first place?

She couldn’t help but feel like all of this happiness was just God’s way of compensating for the losses that had been incurred so long ago. She had come here feeling lost. She had not known if she would be able to reconnect with her father. She had not thought that she would be able to enjoy pretty much any aspect of her life, because it was a life that she had left behind so long ago that she could barely remember what it had been like. But now… she had found Richard.

She hadn’t even known that love like this was possible, let alone with a man that she had known for so long, a man that had been such an important part of her life yet she had never really looked at him as anything more than a simple crush. She could not believe that life had turned out this way, that her decision to come here, to come back home, would result in such monumental gains for her as far as happiness went. Was this why she had woken up that day and suddenly felt the need to return home? Had it been fate telling her that she had spent enough time getting over her mother’s death, that it was now time for her to head home and finally get married to the man of her dreams?

She would like to think so. She would like to think that this was the case. She had a feeling that if her mother had not died, then she and Richard would have started something much earlier. Perhaps after she finished college. She would have been very attracted to him by then, as her crush would have grown along with her and since she would have been in regular contact with Richard, talking to him a lot more would have been easier. They would have been able to get so much time together that they had simply not been able to enjoy because she had been so far away.

She realized that there was no point in thinking about things like this. Whatever had happened had happened for a reason, and now that she was back she and Richard had managed to finally get together and live the life that they had always been meant to live.

Richard went out and got her a ring. It was an absolutely gorgeous ring, the kind of ring that you would expect only the wives of the richest people in the world to wear. He was sparing no expense at all. Angie was his queen, and he was going to get her every single thing he possibly could in order to make her feel this way. That was how much he cared about her. Money simply didn’t matter to him. Angie was not the kind of person that cared about money all that much. However, she did appreciate the fact that Richard did not pinch pennies when it came to her. No, he was very focused on getting her exactly the kind of life that she wanted. He was fixated on making her feel like he would do absolutely anything for her. She was so glad to know him. She was so glad that she was getting married to him.

When he presented the engagement ring to her, she was absolutely ecstatic. “This is so beautiful, I can’t even talk!” she said, her tears streaming down from her eyes, making her feel like a complete mess. It was destroying her makeup but she didn’t care because she knew that Richard didn’t care. She knew that the only thing he cared about was making her feel good about herself. She knew that the only thing he cared about was her being happy. She really loved the fact that he did not make her feel like she had to dress a certain way in order to impress him. She always felt beautiful around him. She always felt attractive. And it was all because he looked at her the way he did. It was all because of the way that he made her feel. She was beautiful because he looked at her that way. She was glad to surrender in such a way. She was glad because it made her feel safe. She trusted Richard with her happiness. She knew that if she made him the source of her happiness she would not be disappointed. She would never have to feel like her happiness was under threat in any way.

“Only the best for my queen,” said Richard. “Did you really think that I would get you anything but the very best? I love you, of course I was going to get you the best my love!”

Angie started crying properly. She couldn’t help it. She was just so happy. “I love you so much,” she said. “I love you so fu*king much. I… fu*k I just don’t know what else to say.”

Richard smiled, kissed her and said, “That’s the only thing that I want to hear. If that’s all you are able to say, well then I’m the luckiest fu*king man in the world then aren’t I?”

She laughed and kissed him. “I’m the luckiest woman in the world. I can’t believe I have you baby…”

He picked her up and they made out for a bit on the table. Once they had kissed for a while she looked at him. “So when are we telling Dad?”

Richard bit his lip and said, “You’re asking me a very difficult question. I guess it’s better that we do it as soon as possible. I don’t know. I feel like I should have asked permission. I’m old fashioned that way. But, at the same time, I’m old. It would be rather ridiculous for a man that is almost forty to ask the father of the woman that he wants to marry if he can marry the woman that he loves. Besides, your father is my friend, and it would just be very awkward indeed if he found out that his best friend for two decades is marrying his daughter. He’s going to realize that this wasn’t all of a sudden. He’s going to know that we’ve been seeing each other without telling him. I highly doubt that he would have a positive reaction to that. I highly doubt that he would have had any kind of positive reaction if we had told him when it started, but now? After I have proposed to you and you’ve accepted? I don’t think he’s going to be very happy at all. I think that we are going to have to be tactical about this. I think we should tell him right away, but I just don’t know how to tell him.”

“Let’s just make it like ripping off a bandage,” said Angie. “Let’s just tell him as quickly as possible. We are going to have to suffer a negative reaction no matter what happens. We are going to have to suffer that no matter how we tell him, so why don’t we just tell him as fast as possible?”