Filed to story: The Disguised Billionaire and His Accidental Wife Novel
Jasmine responded, “The guy isn’t good-looking at all. He’s short and fat. He’s still single at thirty-five years old because he doesn’t have the looks. For that reason, Mrs. Dawson is growing anxious and has become less fussy about marrying in the same social class.
“My aunt saw it as a chance for me to marry up. She doesn’t have my best interest at heart. I don’t want to go. My aunt even called my mom, so both of them can gang up on me. I had no choice but to give in to their request. My mom has been nagging now more than ever about us being at the same age, but you’re married while I’m still single. Is it wrong to be single at twenty-five?”
It really put Jasmine on the spot.
It was not like she was thirty-five. Yet, her mother and aunt kept badgering her about tying the knot.
Her mother was not as pushy before Serenity got hitched. Now that Serenity said goodbye to singlehood, everything Jasmine did seemed wrong in her mother’s eyes. Jasmine’s mother could find fault even in the air that she breathed. She believed she could forget ever finding peace until she started dating.
“So, you don’t like the Dawsons’ son because he’s ugly.”
Serenity believed it was not all about social class for Mrs. Lowe. Character was important too. Jasmine was her niece no matter what. Mrs. Lowe would not push her niece to a terrible man unless she wanted to break ties with Jasmine’s family.
Jasmine pursed her lips. “He’s a little ugly. I’m scared that my baby will turn out hideous if I marry an ugly man. Your situation is the best. Since you and your husbands have the looks, your baby will turn out beautiful.”
She would rather marry a motivated wage earner like her best friend. So what if Mr. York was not born with a silver spoon? He worked hard to get to a senior white-collar position at York Corporation.
Anyone who could get into the York Corporation’s headquarters was an elite among elites.
Serenity replied after a brief pause , “You should spend less time on your chick lits. I think you read too much and now you imagine yourself meeting a young, handsome, and rich CEO like the female characters in your books. The young CEO only has eyes and the hots for the leading lady. Jasmine , that’s all fiction. Where are you going to find that many young CEOs in real life?
“The CEO of York Corporation is young, but he took over the family business that has been around for years. How can other men compete with a man who was born with a silver spoon? I’m sure you know meeting a CEO like Mr. York is impossible, let alone chasing him.”
Jasmine opened her mouth to justify her thoughts, but no words escaped her lips.
She had nothing to say.
Anybody would love to be the leading lady of a romance novel Nevertheless , Jasmine was not trying to bag some big – shot CEO. She did not have a thing for that kind of man.
“Seren, please go with me one more time.”
“Not happening.”
“Are we still friends, Seren?”
Serenity did not bother to pick her head up. “We are.”
“Shouldn’t you be helping out a friend in need?”
“I’ll help you when you’re in need, but you’re going on a blind date. Don’t expect me to save you from an innocent date.”
Jasmine pleaded, “Seren, just this once. I promise. It’s just this once. Think about the food!”
“Our lunch from the Wiltspoon Hotel today was delicious.”
Seeing that her best friend would not stop with the pleas, Serenity had to pull out the big guns. “I’m going on a date with my man to bond.”
Jasinine was at a loss for words.
It did not go unnoticed that Jasmine gave her best friend a plaintive look the whole afternoon.
Serenity toughened herself up against her best friend’s resentful eyes as she refused to accompany Jasmine to another event.
Since Zachary would not be home early due to a business engagement, Serenity stayed at the shop and told Jasmine to get off work early. Unable to persuade her best friend, Jasmine took her purse and went home.
As Serenity was alone at the shop with nothing much to do, she called her sister and found out that her brother-in -law still had not come home. Serenity sighed to herself. It was likely her sister’s marriage would not last long. It was not that she wanted Liberty and Hank back together, but Serenity felt bad for her nephew. Children were the ones who would be most affected by their parents’ separation.
Sonny was only two years old and had always been in Liberty’s care. Her sister would have a higher chance of winning custody if she had a source of income.
It was eleven o’clock at night by the time Serenity closed the shop. She rode her e-bike home.
“Drive safe, Serenity.” The female store owner from next door graciously said. Serenity replied with a smile, “I will.” Watching Serenity’s receding figure, the female store owner muttered, “She’s such an independent child with a sad past. It was a good thing she stood up to her bloodsucking relatives and refused to succumb to their absurd demands.
“Just watch her. Serenity will rise above all the bad. Her good fortune is written in the stars, and she’s bound for success. Things are difficult before they are easy. Those who picked on her will be sorry.” The female store owner then glanced at her husband and pursed her lips. “You’re always into the mystic mumbo jumbo. Why don’t you start a business on fortune telling or something? Why don’t you give me a reading? When will I be rich?
“Hurry up and move the stuff into the shop so we can close for the day. We should wash up and get some sleep.” It was unlikely that her husband would be an expert at reading tarot cards after flipping through a few books on astrology. Anyone could be a fortune teller if it were that easy.