Hidden Flash Marriage: Love Me Back, Mr CEO

“I’ll leave now, and never cross your path again.”

Shawn stood in silence, observing the girl. Without warning, he marched towards the mini lounge, retrieving a lighter from the center table.

Returning to Mia, he set ablaze the documents held in his grasp before one could comprehend what was about to happen.

Mia let out an immediate shriek, her eyes widening in sheer horror. “What are you-?”

“You are mistaken. We’re eternally linked-bound forever,” Shawn calmly muttered as ashes drifted to the floor.

Mia blinked rapidly at him.

“With that resolved, let’s head downstairs for dinner. It’s late,” he said, changing from his robe into more casual attire.

Mia remained rooted in place, her heart burdened and fatigued. “But I don’t belong here… your betro-”

“That’s not your concern, Little One. We’re married. Legally married. Are you willing to discard that for a meaningless contract?”

She frowned at his words.

Shawn’s mouth twitched as he took her hand, guiding her downstairs to the dining room. “Don’t fret about the contract. Leave it to me,” he muttered, leaving no room for further arguments.

____

The Davis Family Residence.

“Damien, Damien, don’t be upset. We did it for your sake,” Natasha Davis hurriedly followed her son as he entered the house.

“For me?! You did it for me?! You threatened Charlotte on my behalf?! You wrecked my life for me?!” Damien roared in anger.

“I’ve spent the last three years resenting that girl for something she isn’t guilty of. Do you know how I’ve been living? The both of you vanished without even a glance back… do you have any idea how we’ve been coping?”

Madam Davis found herself speechless at her son’s sudden outburst.

“We’re sorry, baby. We just want what’s best for you-”

“Best for me!” Damien chuckled coldly.

Shaking his head, he averted his gaze and strode off to his room, slamming the door with a resounding bang.

Master Davis sighed and then turned to address his youngest daughter.

“Yvonne, don’t worry about what happened tonight. Daddy will handle it. I’ll take care of Shawn for you, alright?”

Initially silent, Yvonne eventually spoke up, “I want the contract terminated as well.”

“What?!” Her father was bewildered.

“Yvonne, why would you say that?! You love him-”

“Mum, please. Don’t pretend like you’re both doing this for me. It’s for yourselves. You want D. A Company and Beats Corporations to merge-tell me that’s not the reason.” Yvonne’s voice broke as she spoke.

Her parents stayed silent, unable to respond.

“Just as you discover Aunt isn’t truly dead, you hastily return, and what? You want the contract finalized?”

“Aren’t you ashamed of yourselves? You never once cared about us. When Damien sent me away,” tears streamed down her face, “you didn’t check up on me… on us… yet, for your selfish gains, here you are.”

Yvonne sniffled, “I want the contract terminated. I’ll get Shawn by myself.”

With that, she too marched off to her room.

Stella, who had been observing everything from the sidelines, sighed and also made her way to her bedroom.

But not before telling her parents, “You both brought this upon yourselves.”

She had called and pleaded with them countless times to come back home; however, they had been adamant. Now, they had no choice but to dance to the tune of their own music.

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The next day at B. Y TV.

Upon arriving at work, Mia headed straight to her mentor’s office.

“Hi, Mia.” Charlotte’s face lit up as soon as she saw the girl.

Bowing, Mia greeted politely, “Hello, Ma’am.”

“Just call me Senior. How many times do I have to tell you that?”

Mia smiled, “Senior, I want to thank you for last night… I know you came because of me…”

“It’s fine, Mia. I owe you. Not after everything I put you through. It was the least I could do,” Charlotte replied calmly.

Mia nodded in gratitude once again.

“Now, get to work. We have so much to do.”

Giggling, she exited the office.

Upon returning to her desk, her phone chimed. Picking it up, she noticed it was a message from Veronica reminding her not to forget their class set’s get-together later at night.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Mia heaved a sigh and set her phone aside. She wasn’t going to go.

However, her words seemed to have just been for her pockets, as, right at closing hour, Veronica sought her out and dragged her to a salon for a quick makeover.

“I really don’t want to go,” Mia whined as the hairdresser began fixing her hair.

“Shush it,” Veronica hissed.

Just as Mia was about to protest again, her phone began to ring in her bag. She rummaged through it and retrieved her phone.

“Who’s it?”

“Oh, it’s Martha,” She smiled and quickly swiped to answer.

“Hello?” As Mia placed the phone to her ear, Veronica snatched it and put the call on loudspeaker.

“Mia, I went to find you just now and saw that you’ve left already.”

Guilt washed over Mia. “I’m so sorry-”

“It’s okay. Uh, are you attending the get-together tonight?”

Veronica quickly looked into Mia’s eyes, mouthing ‘no’ repeatedly.

Mia blinked rapidly. What was she saying? Subconsciously, she asked, “No?”

On the other side of the call, Martha heard her and took that as her response. She quickly rushed words out of her mouth, “I knew you were going to say that. I’m not going either. We always think alike. We shouldn’t go after a stressful day at work. Besides, I’m a bit down. Bye, take care.”

She swiftly hung up and sneered. Now that she was convinced that the girl wasn’t going, she could relax. First off, she didn’t want Mia attending the get-together because she didn’t want her to appear there, more lavishly dressed than her.

Now that the girl was married to Shawn Mendez, her wardrobe had undergone a complete transformation. The dresses she wore to work each day showcased a newfound confidence, as if she owned the place. Her attires were super expensive and gorgeous.

It wouldn’t make sense if Mia attended the party, looking more beautiful and refined than Martha.

And secondly, she didn’t want Mia to attend the get-together as she had an agenda. Tonight, she planned to announce to everyone that Mia had taken her sister’s man after she tried to take hers and failed.

Martha could only hope that the girl wouldn’t unexpectedly show up. Well, that was impossible since Mia wasn’t one to attend parties and the like.

Grinning heartily, she headed her way to prepare for the night.

Back in the salon…

“You asked me to tell her no?” Mia asked Veronica, wide-eyed.

“Yup.”

“Why?”

“That, you’ll soon find out, my friend. Just relax and enjoy the show later.” Veronica grinned satisfactorily.

Mia was puzzled. Was the girl speaking in riddles again?…

She pouted. Martha wasn’t going to attend the party because she was ill… She was supposed to go see her, not go to the party.

“It’s your man’s money we’re spending. Don’t let it go to waste,” Veronica eyed Mia playfully, and they both giggled.

Well, that was true.

‘My husband’s money will not go to waste’. Mia vowed.

A few hours later, the girls were done with their hair and makeup, dressed up, and ready to go.

“Enjoy the show tonight, Mia,” Veronica chuckled mischievously as they stepped into their luxurious ride.

Mia’s brows furrowed in confusion, as she had also received a text message from her husband, a while ago, saying the same thing.

What was going to happen? She couldn’t help but wonder.

However, anxiety engulfed her. Many of her classmates didn’t like her. Once she arrived at the get-together, how would they feel seeing her there? She couldn’t help but wonder.