My Billionaire Fake Fiance by Linda West

Author:Linda West [West, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-04T16:00:00+00:00

When I dared a glance, he was staring at me.

"I found out that you can't outrun yourself no matter how fast you gallop."

"How exactly fast do you need to go for that to happen?" I joked.

He laughed and grabbed my reins to steady our horses next to each other.

"So, I'm not the only one with problems."

I snorted unattractively, and then covered my nose.

"Ahh, no. My life is pretty much on code red right now. I don't know what I would have done if our deal hadn't come along. We, well, we need it for our house. Mom's medical bills mounted up."

Devlin looked at me for the first time like he really saw me as a person." Ahhh. So, you just didn't fancy to buy some sports car with the money?"

I blushed. Like I'd ever buy a car that wasn't electric, please. "No. No Ferrari."

He nodded. "I've been kind of sheltered. I've seen the world, but I haven't seen much of your part."

I struggled to keep hating him. He was making it really hard with his authentic personality sneaking out.

"You're lucky. You'll never have to worry about someone dying and you not being able to have enough money to do anything about it." I chewed my lip. I didn't need to share my personal issues with my fake billionaire fiancé. He would never understand, anyway.

I glanced over at him looking like a Greek God on his horse and saw his pensive look. I suddenly remembered hearing from my father that Devlin's mother had died when he was young. Here I was complaining about life and fate.

I gurgled out an awkward apology. "I'm sorry. I heard your mother died of a stroke. That must have been horrible."

He shook his head. "Yes, and very sudden.”

I swallowed hard; my heart ached for him.

"I'd gotten in trouble, and we had a fight. So, I decided to run away," he confessed. "I made it all the way to Jeeves’ back house where I hid out, trying to teach her a lesson. My mother thought I was lacking in my pursuit of becoming a perfect gentleman, and she was right, of course." He laughed a sad, choked sound. "She died that night."

My face melted in sympathy.

He glanced at me, and his eyes were a tornado of thoughts. “I blamed myself."

"But a stroke can't be caused by an argument Devlin.”

He shook his head. "I know. The doctor sat us all down and told us how strokes work. Still, I blamed myself. I guess we all have regrets."

He looked like that lost five-year-old boy again.

I reached out and touched his arm. It felt raging hot, and his muscles tensed when I touched him.

"I'm so sorry."

He shook his head.

"A long time ago."

We continued down the snowy path, and I pet Daisy's soft neck.

"So, your father, he never remarried?"

Devlin shook his head. "No. Well, not officially. After that, we lost him to work. He buried himself and his sadness. I was raised by a continued rotation of nannies because we were difficult or, should I rephrase that, because Sissy was evil.

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