Meeting him.

Six days later.

In the late hours of the morning, the rays of the sun was already penetrating through Izabelle's cutton, shinning on her round cute face, she woke up and streched her body on the soft bouncy foam.

The life she is living now is a sharp contrast to what she had imagined. Just thinking about her life made a smile curve up on her face, revealing her round, beautiful dimple.

A knock on the door interrupted her happy thoughts.

"Come in," She said for one of the maids called Annie to come inside the room.

"Good morning, madam. I am here to inform you that your personal shopper is around."

"A personal shopper?" Izabelle asked because she was expecting Charlotte to finally come to her house today, not a personal shopper.

"Yes, ma, a personal shopper that will help you today for shopping, and we are also expecting a massage therapist in the afternoon."

"Why? I am sure I didn't request all these things."

"Yes, ma, but that is the boss's order."

"Boss?"

"I mean your husband, ma."

Izabelle became silent when Annie mentioned the word husband. It has been five days that she moved into one of the Walker's building, but she had totally forgotten about meeting her husband today because of the soft life she has been living.

"Ahh…Ok." Was all she managed to say before the maid turned to leave.

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After Charlotte had gone to two different wrong houses, she finally found the right place, but just by looking at the magnificent mansion standing before her, once again she felt like she was at the wrong place, to avoid further confusion she decided to call Izabelle to confirm but she didn't pick, so she had no other option than to enter the place.

Just after a single press on the bell, two hefty men in black suit came out, one of them was the man that called Izabelle madam the other day, after informing Izabelle about Charlotte's arrival, she was allowed to enter.

"You are welcome, ma, this way please," one of them said to her.

"Ok." Like a lost puppy, she followed the two men. When she stepped inside the building, it was a mixed feeling of awe, amazement, and a tinge of disbelief.

'Where did Izabelle get money to build something like this?' She asked in her mind.

She was welcomed by a large and exquisite mansion, the smell of riches filled the air, the house was painted in a blue colour, with some cars parked inside, just the towering height of the gigantic building made her jaw drop.

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"Hello, madam, I am olive, your personal shopper for today." A female voice said to Izabelle before bowing.

"Hello olive, have been informed about your arrival, but I am not ready now." She said and bowed down in return, leaving the personal shopper in a state of surprise.

"You don't need to do that, ma," Olive said hurriedly and bowed again. Unknown to her, it has become a habit for Izabelle.

"You can take your time, ma."

Just as Izabelle was about to reply, the doors swung open, and Charlotte came in.

When she saw Izabelle, she didn't recognize her again, it wasn't the Izabelle she used to know that was standing before her because the one standing before her was adorned with riches from head to toe.

Charlotte didn't know that she was already staring like a dummy until Izabelle moved closer to her and both hugged each other tightly.

Charlotte told Izabelle to turn around to confirm that it was her before hugging her again. The exquisite dress Izabelle was wearing elevated her beauty.

After chatting and hugging as usual, Charlotte finally demanded an explanation.

"The thing is that I have a rich boyfriend. He is the one that paid for Harry's operation, and he also owns this house." She lied because she couldn't open her mouth to tell Charlotte what actually happened.

Charlotte looked into Izabelle's eyes for some seconds before replying.

"Izabelle, why have you been hiding things from me? I mean you know everything about me, so how come you have a boyfriend and I don't know about it."

"It's not like that, we started dating recently, and I wanted to find the right time for us to hang out so that I can tell you, but you are always busy." Izabelle explained with an apologetic look.

"Don't give me that look baby, of course I believe everything you just said, and am happy for you, Charlotte said with sincerity, you finally decided to have a boyfriend after years of living a holy life.

A smile of relief curved up on Izabelle's face. She was sure that Charlotte fell for everything she said.

"Why are you dressed like this? Are you going somewhere?" Charlotte asked.

"Yes, I have been waiting for you to come so that we can go shopping together. I am meeting his family today."

"For real!!" Charlotte exclaimed, and Izabelle nodded positively.

"So what are we still waiting for," Charlotte said excitedly because going out for shopping makes her happy.

After the personal shopper and Charlotte made Izabelle buy expensive clothes and makeup. She went for a body massage, and after that, she went back home.

Charlotte forced Izabelle to apply the makeup on her face, although Izabelle objected because she doesn't like makeup but the personal shopper supported Charlotte's idea because she was going to be meeting her husband family, so she has to look more beautiful.

After Izabelle had tried all the clothes she bought, she decided to wear a short flayed pink gown, designed with expensive diamonds petal and paired it with a high heel silver shoe, this combination made her look so beautiful, than she has ever been, she let her ginger hair down to her tiny waist making her the definition of perfect doll.

she then glossed her already pink lips for them to shine. With a final look, Charlotte assured her that she was good to go.

After making efforts to look good for her husband, Izabelle finally went downstairs to wait for her husband.

It was three minutes to 5pm when Izabelle checked the time.

At exactly 5pm, Raymond entered the living room with a bunch of red rose flowers in his hand, the light there was dimmed and there was no one there, but he could hear the clicking sound of heels on the floor nearing

the living room.

Izabelle held the tip of her short gown that revealed a little part of her upper body as she made her way to the living room, she looked so hot and appealing that even flies won't deny her beauty at that moment.

Her heart was beating as she anticipated her husband's arrival, stepping into the living room, her eyes collided with that of the best looking guy she has ever set her eyes on, she stopped in her steps just to stare at the good looking creature, her eyes scanned him from head to toe, both his appearance and dressing commanded attention.

'How can a man be so beautiful?' She thought, her eyes moved from his elegantly carved eye brow, to his pair of blue eyes, pointed nose and tiny pink lips, not to be left out is his dressing that whispered a lot of riches.

Raymond on the other hand stood majestically with one of hands in his pocket, his eyes were fixed on Izabelle, even though her looks irritated him because of the make up on her face, his face was still without an expression, making it difficult for Izabelle to know what was going on in his head.

Amidst the silence thick, Raymond decided to start the conversation.

"Izabelle," he called out her name, and his husky voice came out low. There was silence for some seconds before Izabelle answered.

"Huh? Ahh…. Yes, who are you?" She asked with laboured breath because her heart suddenly raced at that moment.

"Your husband," he replied curtly.

Izabelle was left in awe, this good-looking man is her husband, how can someone be this good looking, she thought.

With unhurried steps, Raymond moved closer to her, so close that their faces were only inches away from each other. The combination of his cold aura and hot breath made Izabelle heart race again.

He stretched his hand forward and handed her a bunch of rose flowers.

"I got this for you," he said, trying to be romantic, but his stoic facial expression betrayed him, making his actions look weird.

Izabelle collected the flower, and their fingers brushed her cheek and turned red as she collected the rose flower from him. She couldn't even control her emotions at the moment because of how close they were.

"Shall we? He said with his hand, pointing towards the direction of the door, his gaze still cold and piercing.

"Oh…. Ok," she was about to hold hands with him like couples do in movies, but surprisingly, he turned and left.

This made Izabelle confused. He handed her a bunch of rose flowers while looking into her eyes earlier, but he didn't want to hold hands with her now?

She walked hurriedly in order to meet up with him. Luckily, his strides were short, and both of them arrived outside at the same time.

With a snap of his fingers, a fleet of cars arrived at their front, surprising Izabelle, who was wondering where the exotic cars and bodyguards came from.

When he turned to her, with a gaze still as cold as ice, Izabelle was already stretching her hands because she was sure that they would enter the car together, she flashed him a beautiful smile but his expression remained stoic.

"I will enter through this side so you can enter through the other side." He said before entering the car.

At that point Izabelle couldn't comprehend why her husband was acting like that all of a sudden, she made sure she looked good for him, receiving this kind of attitude from him all of a sudden made her down a little, and she was sure that she didn't do anything wrong.

Unknown to her, even if she looks beautiful to the whole world tonight, she will never look beautiful to this husband of hers.

She inhaled deeply, trying to adjust to the atmosphere before entering the car.

Raymond's piercing gaze was fixed on Izabelle who was trying to adjust her dress, at that point Raymond finally concluded that Izabelle was trying to seduce him, unknown to him that wasn't what she had in mind.

Seeing Izabelle doing that turned him off completely. Izabelle turned to the man seating majestically beside her, it looked as if she wanted to say something to him, but he tilted his head to the other side before she could say anything, just then, he thought of the possible questions his parents could ask and realized he has no answer to it.

For a while, he thought about what to say, but he couldn't get any meaningful explanation.

Charlotte on the other hand got downstairs to see that Izabelle had gone, she really wanted to meet her boyfriend and thank him for all he has done but both of them had gone.

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"Izabelle," Raymond called and paused before talking again.

"In case my parents asked when we met, tell them that we met about four months ago and you are the one that asked me out."

"Huh!!! Why should I say that?" She asked as her eyes grew wide like saucers at the revelation.

But he didn't say anything. His silence was so chilling at that point.

Izabelle was expecting him to state his reasons, but he didn't say anything.

"O.. K," Izabelle said and looked away. Silence followed her words as both said nothing to each other again.

To Raymond, telling Izabelle to say that she was the one that asked him out doesn't sound bad to him. Moreover, it was his first time in a relationship.