A Naive Bride for the Sophisticated CEO novel Chapter 33

Amelia was done at the company where the meeting took place and headed to her car.

She hadn’t spoken to James since they arrived in Florida. She wasn’t sure if she could head back to Alabama without him.

She sat in her car and put a call across to Elena. She couldn’t stop thinking of how to get to her apartment without James knowing.

“Hi, Elena.”

“Hi, Amelia. How are you doing?”

“I’m good. And how are you?”

“I guess I’m good too.”

“I’m very sorry about last night. I didn’t mean to make you cry.”

“C’mon, Elena. It’s not your fault. It’s James’ fault. He is the one that made me cry. Will you be able to visit today?”

“I’m not so sure, Elena. I’m in Florida as we speak. I just finished a meeting.”

“Florida? Wow. So, you went alone?”

“No. Mr. James is in Florida too, but he isn’t with me at the moment. He is in his Casino. I don’t know if I’ll be able to come back to Alabama without him. Even if I do come back, it will be late at night.”

“That means you can’t come today, right?” Elena responded with a sad tone.

“I’m sorry, Elena. I wish I could. I can come some other time, or you can just tell me over the phone.”

“I just want you to know James is an evil person. If you have any chance to run away from him, do it.”

Amelia creased her brows as she listened to her carefully.

“Evil person? I don’t think he is evil. He just…”

“So what do you call a rapist?”

“A rapist?! You are trying to tell me Mr. James is a rapist? He will never do that!” Amelia exclaimed in disbelief.

“So you are believing him now? Have you forgotten how bad he has treated you? You being his wife doesn’t change anything. He is going to hurt you if he wants to. Run away from him, Amelia.”

Amelia’s jaw slacked as she stared down the streets. She was too stunned to speak. She knew James was a tough guy to deal with, but never expected him to be a rapist. It was too hard for her to believe.

“I don’t think I can believe that, Elena.” She responded in a low tone.

“Do you think I’m lying? Why would I lie about such a thing to you, Amelia? You are my friend, and I’m trying to warn you! James is evil. Stay away from him. You deserve someone better.”

Elena’s voice turned loud and aggressive. Amelia swallowed hard and blinked severally. She bounced her head and spoke up again.

“I would have to talk to him about it.”

“No! Don’t you dare! I have never told anybody. If he knew I told you, I’d be dead, okay?”

Amelia bounced her head and narrowed her gaze again. Her phone began to vibrate, and she checked the screen to see it was her alarm. It was 6pm already.

“Are you there, Amelia?” Elena asked.

“I have to go now, Elena. We’ll talk later, okay?”

She hung up the call and scrolled through her phone for James’ number. It was getting very late, and he still hadn’t come to the company as they had planned.

She wasn’t sure if she could go to the Casino or keep waiting for him.

She found his number and stared at it for minutes. She got anxious seeing his phone number alone.

She had not called him since she got his phone number from his mom. And now being the first time she was going to call him, she heard something very bad about him. Something she never expected.

She summoned courage and dialed his number. Hoping that he wouldn’t answer the phone.

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James was busy playing Poker when his phone began to ring in the breast pocket of his suit.

He raised his hand, excusing himself from the game. He pulled out his phone and saw “My Dear Wife” calling.

“My dear wife? Who the f**k is my dear wife?” He muttered, furrowing his brows.

He looked up and saw other players staring at him. It was his turn to face up his card.

He looked back and saw the manager in charge of the casino, standing behind him.

“Can you please take over? I need to answer this.”

He raised his phone and his manager bounced his head. James stood up and stepped away from the table. This time, the phone had stopped ringing.

‘Please don’t tell me my dear wife is Amelia. Who the f**k saved her number on my phone. With that name!’ He thought.

His phone began to ring again, it was still “my dear wife” calling.

He answered the phone and placed it on his ear, waiting for my dear wife to speak up.

“Mr. James, are you there?”

“Amelia?”

“Yes, Mr. James.”

“Who the f**k told you to save your number as my dear wife on my phone?!”

“What? I have never touched your phone. I didn’t do it.”

James then remembered his mother had asked for his phone before, and he gave it to her without questioning her.

‘She must have saved it that day. God, mother is something else.’ He thought.

“Why are you calling?”

“Errrm. I am done at the meeting now. So I was thinking of coming to the casino too.”