Married To An Old Billionaire In Love With His Son

Eve's POV

I have never thought that all this would happen very quickly. Fine! I know that I would never be able to choose whatever I want by myself because of the kind of life I'm living - Poor background, wretched condition and I've just been managing to survive... but I didn't know that being not able to make a choice would also affect me to choose who to marry or when.

My father usually say that only a man can decide who he wants to spend the rest of his life with when he's already not the other way round.. but it's definitely not true, we ladies can make decisions too.

Ugh.. sad, sad because someone like me can't decide myself, It's sad because he doesn't even care about my feelings and he thinks whatever he says or whatever action he takes is the best for me whereas, sometimes it's not yet I have no other option than to grant his request.

Despite the circumstances we've found ourselves in, I love my Dad very much, I usually heed to his advice because he has never failed me nor led me astray but this time around, looks like he's intentionally but innocently leading me astray.

My father wants me to marry a freaking old man! Because of money. He is literally selling me off to a rich Old man.

True Money is definitely everything but has it gotten to this stage? Just because we're poor, average I mean.. but we are still poor, I don't want to deny that sad fact.

Dad and I live alone in a old small house... Our environment is almost looking like a codemned village.

Yeah this is part of the reasons he wants me to marry one rich Old man who claims that he is ready to take care of Dad, his health, get him a good house and good occupation for me. An Old man that we don't even know, he literally just bumped into our house one day.

Another sad thing is that, this old man we are talking about is way older than Dad.

I've been trying to fight back my tears but I just couldn't hold it anymore. I let it flow freely down my cheeks.

Geez. Am I really gonna get married to someone who is older than my Dad, Someone who is also old enough to be my grandfather?

I miss those days when my mom was alive, she was such an hardworking woman.. she had a petty but manageable job which she used to support the family. Because of her, I was able to complete high school and we were both working very hard so that there would be enough fund for me to further my education into the College.

Well Dad already had the heart issues, so he only could support her in his own little way not until death took her away.

Assuming mom was alive, i won't be getting married to that shameless old man whose shameless name is Maya, Mr Maya. Whatever.

I haven't accepted to marry him yet but Dad is ready to sell me out most especially when he recieved a tip of $50 dollar from the old man.

Everything's just annoying and frustrating... That I cried my eyes out in my room then ran out of the house that particular day I heard about the marriage stuff.

Janet, my bossom friend lives few distance away from my house. Her house is an exact opposite of where I live, I guess where she stays is a what we should refer to as a comfort zone while where I live, is just a roof to lay my head under.

It's funny how Janet and I are very close friends despite the differences in our financial background.

Janet is from a very wealthy family and she's trying all her best to help me.. She steals foods from her home to give it to me, she usually give me some money and she also gave me her old clothes which I still find new and very fine. But, unfortunately, her parents dislikes me... for the kind of girl I am.

So Janet and I usually meet secretly somewhere a bit far from her house.

As if she knew I was coming to meet her that day, she has already sneaked out of the house and was waiting for me at our usual spot.

I wiped my tears quickly but she already notice that I've been crying and that I was worried about something..which I came to tell her though.

" Teary red eyes and in case you don't know, this worried look doesn't suit you at all" Janet pointed at my face as she scrutinized my mood. "Eve I told you never to weep over stuffs as long as we're still best friends" Janet said; beckoning me to sit beside her.

I sniffed and tried to speak up.

"I don't think this time around, there's a way you can help. There's no way" I said.

"Are you doubting me now?" She asked.

"Well I brought food for you and few cash out of my savings box, don't be shocked.. I just received another allowance today... So tada!" She smiled and expected me to jump up and be excited.

"No Janet, it's not that.." I told her; shaking my head.

"What is it Eve? Open up to me, I really don't like this sad look you're putting on right now" She said.

"Janet... I'm.. I am getting married very soon" I stammered.

"Holy molly! What?? Why.. I mean how? You are just twenty... And I know there isn't any guy you're presently into unless you're hiding one from me but I doubt it ... so where is this marriage stuff coming from?" She asked me as she opened her mouth in awe and I bursted into tears again.

She's right, I don't have a boyfriend and if at all I should get married at this age of mine, it should be to a guy, someone only few years older than me not someone's grandpa.

" Oh C'mon.. you don't have to cry about it"

If only she knew who it was.

"Who are you getting married to?" She asked me.

"My Dad wants me to get married to one freaking old man.." I finally told her.

"What? What d' hell? Who is that?" She exclaimed.

"But ...but why?" She asked.

"He is very wealthy and he promised Dad alot of things as soon as we are married and you know how my Dad's like? He won't hesitate concerning anything that has to do with Money" I explained to her. And my Dad is a lazy but a good man... Even before his health issues worsen.. he barely involved himself into any business. It has always been mom and I.

"Oh My God, this is really bad" Janet said; biting her fingers.

"I don't know what to do Janet."

"What do you mean you don't know what to do? You are definately not gonna marry an old man! It's a No, No" Janet said.

"But Janet.."

"What??"

"He promised to take good care of Dad's health.. His Heart issues is increasing day by day and I don't wanna lose my Dad and neither do I want it to get to a point whereby he might need an heart transplant. No.. hell no. Last week, the doctor demanded for a million dollar before he'll commence any treatment. How do I get that huge amount of money?"

Janet was quiet for a moment then she breathe out and said;

"Since there's this freaking rich old man, why not let him take care of Dad's health first?"

"That's it, before he would give us a sum of money that is as huge as that, I would have to get married to him" I told her.

"First and foremost?"

"Life is a give and take afterall" I muttered trying hard enough not to weep again.