In Love With Mr. Billionaire

CHAPTER 27- MIDNIGHT SHOPPING

****Caroline's POV****

"How's this one?" Nadia asked, twirling around to let me have a clear look at her gown.

I shook my head with disapproval. "I still think the first one was the best."

"It was indeed, Ms Hayden," I heard the store staff helping Nadia with her dress give her honest opinion.

Nadia looked at me, her crystal blue eyes staring at me through the laptop screen. "Really?" She asked. I nodded.

"Try that one once again," I advised.

"Alright," Nadia said as she headed back to the changing area.

Once she was out of view, I rested my head on the pillow and closed my eyes. I had been staring at the laptop screen for almost two hours now and my eyes had started to burn with all the glare.

Aaron and I came back from Milan a few days ago. The whole week—even after being stuck in a hotel suite in Italy—Italy—had been walking in paradise. Aaron was the absolute best person to be around. This one week had given me a taste of what the rest of my life was going to be, and I could not wait for it to start sooner.

Though, the day we came back was the last time I saw him. If the media situation in Milan was bad, the one here in New York was an absolute nightmare. The paparazzi had been waiting for us outside the airport. It was only with the help of security that we were able to get past them.

Later that evening, our engagement was announced to the public. The confirmation—as if the ring wasn't enough for them to believe—had taken the newspapers and news channels by storm. That was what had led me to be locked inside my own house.

It was almost impossible to step out of the house without a camera flashing directly on my face. Aaron's publicist had advised both of us to not go out in public until it was an unavoidable situation, and I had taken the task to heart.

So, here I was now, helping my best friend shop for her maid of honor dress on a video call.

"Ta-da!" Nadia came back on the screen. "I can't take my eyes off this beautiful piece of fabric," she said as she turned to the mirror to admire herself.

It was a simple chiffon floor-length gown. The sophisticated, warm shade of blue highlighted the color of her eyes. It was different from the gown that I had asked her to try again, but this one looked better and more beautiful on her in every way. Nadia hadn't liked that one much anyway.

"It's beautiful!" I told her, matching the excitement in her voice.

She ended the call as she still had a lot of other things to buy for my wedding. After finding out that I was going to be stuck inside my house, she had voluntarily taken up the responsibility for buying everything that would be needed for me.

I buried my face in the pillow and closed my eyes again. It was three o'clock in the evening and I was lying on my bed, tired of doing nothing at all. My days have never been less productive. It was as much about being stuck inside the house as it was about being stuck inside a room. Considering how fond of me the people with whom I shared this house were, I had pledged not to step out the threshold of my doors until either it was to welcome Nadia into the house or I was dying of hunger.

On Aaron's advice I was avoiding any news about us like a plague. But Lahaina had made sure to share all the horrible things that the newspapers had to say about me. Though being the daughter of the famous businessman James Marshall, I was still a nobody, was what one of the articles had said. There had been a lot of articles devoted to me, but surprisingly, they had failed to find any details of the past or the present. I wondered why that was.