EX MATEDestined By Fate

(Lilac)

“2 million, that's my final offer,” a man said with a slam of his hand on the armrest, the room was in utter silence. His loud, stern voice echoed throughout the small living room. The two people sitting across him exchanged shrewd glances. The woman dressed elegantly in a red floral dress let out a nervous chuckle.

“Mr. Clark…t-think it over…2 million isn't… Well,” the woman said hesitantly, elbowing her husband to say something. The man they referred to as Mr. Clark shifted his gaze from the wife and husband before him.

“I'm doing you a favor…it's not like you are selling perfect goods,” Mr. Clark snorted disdainfully and shifted from side to side. The woman nodded, although deep down she was angered. Her husband secretly nodded for her to keep calm.

“It's damaged goods, yes…but we just want you to…well, raise it a little…as it is, you'll have it for the rest of your life,” the husband said shrewdly, the woman was impressed at how honey-tongued her husband was. Mr. Clark stared at them for a while, then let out a sigh.

“If not that I'm impressed with her…do you think I'd be here begging to buy a crippled girl,” Mr. Clark said disdainfully, making the two people laugh nervously.

“I know she isn't good enough…but she can cook, clean very well…and hehehe Mr. Clark,” the woman listed the things shyly, Mr. Clark saw through her last words and smiled. Of course, the old man was bewitched by the girl's beauty.

“They say don't judge a book by its cover…why don't you think about it…” the husband said, secretly blinking at his wife. Mr. Clark didn't utter a word, which was a good sign. He glanced at his wristwatch and nodded.

“Fine… I'll take her, but first… I need some assurance…why don't you send the little fairy to my mansion,” Mr. Clark said shrewdly while licking his lips seductively. The two people chuckled mischievously and held each other's hands in excitement.

“Done…it's done, Mr. Clark…go home and wait for your package…” the woman remarked and rose to her feet. Her husband did the same and stumbled to get to Mr. Clark.

“Hehe, you are a generous man… I'll. Make sure your package is fully ready,” the husband chimed in and poured some wine into Mr. Clark's glass.

“So…about the payment…”

“I'll send the payment after I taste the goods,” Mr. Clark said shamelessly, making the two people giggle inwardly. Meanwhile, the girl standing by the stairs gripped her crutches tightly. Tears rained down her face. I had always felt safe and loved with my aunt and uncle, Mary and John. But this was out of control. I couldn't help but feel like I was unwanted, unloved, and alone. The thought of being taken away from the only family I had ever known made me feel like my heart was breaking into a million tiny pieces.