You Belong With Me

Chapter 33

Chapter 33

2 months later

Bella's POV

"Congratulations on your very first exhibition," I told Casandra.

"Thanks," she said.

Casandra done a very good job on her jewelry business.

"And the crown for the king, it was beautiful." I told her.

She chuckle.

"Hey," Ryder said, placing an arm around my waist.

"Hi," I said.

"I'll see you guys later, me and Tristan will be celebrating." She said.

"You lucky bitch," I said, poking her.

She squirm and ran towards Tristan.

Me and Ryder laugh, "So I have a huge question to ask you," he said.

"Huh?" I said.

"Look over there," he said, pointing behind me.

I turn around, "Ryde, I don't know what you where pointing, but what will you-" when I turn around, I saw him kneeling in one knee.

"Holy shit," I said, covering my mouth with my hand.

"Bella," he said.

"What was your question Mr. Dawson?" I asked.

He grin, "You know my question, Bella, will you marry me?"

I shrug, "I don't know," I said.

He groan, "Bella, stop torturing me."

"I really don't know," I said.

"Clark, tell your daughter to answer." He yelled to my father.

I just then realized that all of the crowed formed a circle around us, my parents in front.

"Ella, just give the poor guy an answer." Dad says.

I grin, "Ryder Lance Dawson, yes."

Ryder stood up and put the ring on my finger, "I love you so damn much," he said, then kissed me.

When we let go, "I love you so damn much too," I said.

He grin, then face dad, "Hey dad, hey mom."

Dad smile at him, "You were welcomed to my family a long time ago," he said.

I chuckle, "I know."

"A toast," dad said.

Then rang about all of the stuff, then we cling our glass cups.

"Say hello to my future wife, Mrs. Dawson." Ryder said.

"Say hello to my future husband, Mr. Hart."

***

Me and Ryder decided to sleep in his house, when he opened the door, we heard weird noises.

"Isn't your mom home? I mean, isn't she in Asia right now?" I asked.

Ryder nod, "Yeah, leaving 'em and dad alone."

We followed the noise, and it was coming from the guest room, Ryder opened it and his eyes widened and his mouth open.

I look over his shoulder, "The fuck?!" I said, my eyes widened.

Mr. Dawson then was pushed and landed on the floor with a loud thud.

"So this is why you can't go tonight," Ryder said, "I should have known."

I grab his hand and he got his thing from his room, and we went to my fathers house.

I told the maid to not let Mr. Dawson in dad's house.

We both laid down in the living room.

"How did my night go from happy to miserable in just a snap of a finger?" Ryder asked.

I kissed him, "I don't know, but let's just hope nothing will happen bad."

"Clark! I demand you to give me my son back!" We heard Mr. Dawson yell.

Dad then went in the living room, "Should I ask?" He asked.

"Don't let him in," I said.

"He cheated," Ryder muttered.

Dad sigh, "Should have known."

He then left the living room.

"Firpo, if you step in my property I will file a case!" Dad yelled.

"Then give me my son back!"

"No! He wants to be here, you should have thought of your actions."

"Damn it Clark, I just want to talk to my son."

I sigh, "Let's just hear him out, you don't have to sleep in his house."

He nod and sat up, we both walked towards the front door, where Mr. Dawson is being forced to stay outside by the guard 

"Ryder," Mr. Dawson said.

Ryder nod, "What do you want?"

"Let me explain-"

"Explain? How the fuck will you explain to me why you where fucking a lady the same age as I am? Or why your cheating on mom?" Ryder yelled at him.

Mr. Dawson was speechless.

Dad then close the door, "How about we talk about this tomorrow?" Dad asked.

I nod, "Sure, let's talk about this tomorrow."

Ryder nod.

We both went up the stairs, in my room and slept.