Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 333

James pov

I knew I was being unfair and selfish right now.

All I was doing right now was plain ridiculous to me, I didn’t need anyone to point that out to me. The money for my ruined suit was nothing to me because I own about a hundred more suits, along with the money I had used in settling off the doctor after I had brought Blair to the hospital yesterday, the money was literally nothing compared to the money I had in one of the numerous bank accounts I had.

The reason why I was probably doing this was because after listening to her speak about how she had no one to call and how the doctor had talked about her health, something had began to swell inside of me that I had no way to interpret yet. All I was sure of right now, was that I was worried about her.

I watched as tears slowly sprang to her eyes which she tried to blink away instantly, but they ended up trailing down her freckled cheeks slowly.

“But– I don’t have any money.” She finally whispered in a voice that was a little bit cracked and I grimaced and glanced away from he face because somehow, staring at her crying right now, was making a weird and unusual feeling bubble in the middle of my chest.

I knew I could send her off and ask her not to worry about paying me a dime, I knew damn well that I didn’t need any of the money I had listed out to her, but there was the urge that was now bubbling inside of me, this urge that still wanted to see her– just to make sure she was okay, I guess?

I cleared my throat a little as I spoke. “Well, you could pay installmentally.”

“I don’t have money for that! That’s what I'm saying. I still have my rents to pay and some other bills, where do I want to find money in which I’d use in paying you back?“ Her voice cracked as she spoke and there were tears swimming in her eyes and on her cheeks.

I let out a shrug and made sure to appear nonchalant, when my heart was cracking st the obvious distress and worry on her face right now.

“I don’t know, that’s your burden to worry about now.” I explain to her and watched as she let out a sob as she buried her face in her hands. Her body shook as muffled sounds escaped her hands and it was obvious that she was really sobbing right now.

A part of me pointed out to me that I was being a selfish asshole right now, but I shoved that thought right out of my mind. It wasn’t like I wanted to even do a thing with her. It wasn’t like I also planned to take any dime from her– she didn’t need to know that yet though. I had no idea why yet, but there was a curiousity bubbling inside of me, the urge to make sure she was okay, and all of that.

Perhaps once I realize that she was indeed fine, I’d inform her that she shouldn’t bother about paying me a dime and that I hadn’t been serious from the start– then I’d be on my way and completely forget about her.

And that would be the end of all of this.

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Blair’s pov