Crazy Betty

Chapter 9

Mason's POV 

I walked into my room, it was quiet, the sweet scent of Elara was still strong..it was only a matter of time before she disappeared. I tossed my brief case to the well laid bed, as I sat on the chair and took off my shoes. My hands on my forehead as I rubbed them.

My phone beeped as it vibrated on my pockets, I took it out to see who had texted. It was Brent.

He sent me a photo of Elara in the hospital. I couldn't wrap my head around the possibility of what could have happened.

"What happened to you and why are you here?" I asked like someone was going to magically give me an answer.

"This is her location, boss," Brent responded. I turned off the phone as I tossed it on the bed.

I stood up as I took off my clothes heading into the shower, I let the cold water wash down all my hurt, technically.

After I was done, I tied the towel around my waist, as I ran my hands through my hair, it was wet and had clumped together. I picked up the drier to do justice to it. I heard the door creaked open, or maybe I heard wrong. The loud sound of the drier covered up everything.

After I was done, I opened the bathroom door leading into the kitchen, when I saw a lady seated on my bed, with a book in her hands.

"What the ...what the hell are you doing here?" I said with a slight frown, the book she held against her face, fell apart, as her gaze launched at me. She was okay, her brown eyes glared at me, as her curled hair bounced. From the way she said it was clear, she had the figure of a model. From her Long legs that rest in the pillows crossed against each other.

"Excuse me..?" I called again and she was lost in thought or something.

"And the heat keeps getting hotter..." She cooed, which I found disgusting.

" Mr. Lorne. Hi, my name is Betty " she flashed a smile as she stood up gently.

"I didn't ask for your name, I asked, what are you doing here?" I frowned.

Her brows arched as she folded her arms , " you don't know me, do you?" She began, 

" What are you talking about? You can't just barge into a room and introduce yourself."

" Let me take you down memory lane.. we were classmates in kindergarten."

I stood there uninterested, "So?"

" So...I am not a stranger." She paused as she looked around.then breath out, " this is perfect. A lot of changes but I can fix this."

" Nobody is fixing anything," I took out my hand to show her," I am married. I don't know what my mom had fed you with but I am a married man." Even though it didn't sit well as I said, it was cringe. I never said I was all the while I was married to Elara.

"To who?" She pointed behind with a scoff, " to her?" I turned to see the picture on the wall. "Oh please. A little birdie told me you both are no longer together, which makes you very single." She walked closer, I immediately took a step backwards, then headed for the door.

I held the door knob as I opened it shortly.

"Leave this instant." I said, her presence in this room was beginning to choke me.

She stood there, with a grin she breathed out, taking her bag, " Your mom says you should come downstairs." She responded, walking to the door when she stopped halfway, and pointed at the book she was reading earlier. " Your wife's taste in books sucks." She added and then walked out.

I breathed a sigh of relief as I shut the door. I knew I had to attend that dinner. I wore simple short jeans slightly above my knee, which slid into a dark blue-green shirt.

I walked out of the bedroom z heading down the stairs as my footwear against the marble floor announced my arrival.

"Great you're here." I heard my mom say. My eyes met with Betty, but I instantly looked away.

"Let's get this dinner done and over with." I said, heading down the last stair when Mr. Marcus, which I suppose was Betty's father came up to me,

"You're all grown up now..." I nodded, her mom came at me as she kissed my both cheeks.

"You look well for a man who lost his wife. That's good." I didn't know if that was an insult to me or a compliment.

"Can we just eat dinner?" I said, trying to break the awkwardness.

"Oh yes...let's eat." My mom announced, I walked way leave them both, as I grabbed a seat,

"Betty Darling....go sit next to Mason." My mom says, I fired her a look which she completely ignored.

"Yes auntie." She giggled like a child giving a candy.

Everyone was seated, as the maids served. The silence in the room was prominent, when Marcus broke the silence.

"So, Mason. When are you officially annulling your marriage to Elara?"No clenched my fist, beneath the table, trying to keep a straight face.

"Who is Annulling who?" I fired back, as everyone turned to me.

"Your wife? You both are done. She left right?" Her mother asked, but before I could answer, Betty jumped in like a hungry bear.

"She left. She broke his heart. Even if she chooses to return, there's no way for her." Betty answered.

" I was the one who broke her heart, just so you know."

" Mason.." my mom mumbled through gritted teeth. I stood up,

"I've lost my appetite. You all can enjoy your dinner. I'm going after my wife." I said walking away as I grabbed my keys,

"Mason!!!" My dad called, in disappointment.

" And when you all are done, shit my door on your way out. I don't want my wife to come home to an open door." I walked out as I grabbed my blazer, it was shivering cold. 

I thought about this again, " Should I go?" My heart sank, I turned on the car's ignition and drove off.