The Wedding Proposal

Chapter 1

Lenora's POV 

"Red or black? I am so confused. Brad? Are you listening to me?"

Today is the annual charity event for breast cancer research and awareness and my boyfriend, Brad and i were supposed to be attending it together. But he just cannot seem to get off his phone and is definitely not helping me out to pick a dress.

"Whichever one would look great on you babe!", he replied.

"Well you definitely aren't helping me out you know."

"Look babe, i gotta go okay. I have some work to do and i will not be able to make it with you. Please ask someone else."

My expression definitely changed after that. There are only three hours left for the event to start and now Brad is ditching me! No one would be willing to accompany me in such a short period of time.

"Brad, you can't.."

And he already left. All i wanted to do was to cry. He knows that i was counting on him. But, i cannot skip the event even if i wanted to. I am the owner of L'Elixir, a high end clothing boutique with several branches across the world. My attendance was important to the event.

Anyway, since Brad is of no help, i had to get ready by myself. Opting for the classy black gown designed by myself, i did my makeup while trying to get over Brad's sudden disappearance.

Once i looked in the mirror, i was satisfied to say the least about my look.

Within a few minutes i reached the venue and was greeted by flashes of the camera of the press, hungry for some pictures as always. Posing for a few, i made my way inside. And that is where i met her for the first time, Mrs Esmeralda Salvatore, grandmother of the billionaire, Vicenzo Salvatore. Being well off, i was familiar with these names given the gossip occurring all the time.

As i was on my way to get a drink, i bumped into Mrs Salvatore. I immediately apologised for my actions and made sure that she did not feel bad. Instead i found her looking at me intently for a few seconds.

"Mrs Salvatore? Are you okay?"

"Ohh yes I am. And who might such a lovely lady be?"

"I am Lenora DeVille."

"Nice to meet you dear. Why don't we sit down and have a chat?"

i instantly agreed and accompanied her. She was a really funny woman who did not look her age at all. I luckily did not miss Brad at all in her presence. She kept me busy with the funniest stories ever and showed a keen interest in my life, something which most people do not do. I felt a connection to her and she warmed my heart.

"You remind me of my daughter-in-law. Cheerful, full of life and the kindest person you will ever meet. She is the reason why i come here every year. She passed away from breast cancer."

"I am sorry for your loss. Donating will definitely help a lot of needy people."

As the event neared an end, i bade goodbye to Esmeralda and told my driver that we were leaving. Donating money feels really good and i was glad that i did not miss this event because of Brad. I actually spent a great time.

Anyway, i was exhausted and badly needed a rest. As it is, these heels were killing me.Going to Brad's apartment to fill him on the details of the event, i was excited to tell him about my encounters today.

Wanting to give him a surprise hug, i did not make my arrival known. I silently opened the door, my heels in my hands. As i entered i could hear moaning. I am not a dumb idiot to not realise what was happening but i was denying the fact that it could be Brad. I mean it could be a movie playing right? Brad will never do this to me.

My heart was racing in my chest, almost missing a few beats. As i neared the master bedroom, the moans were getting louder and it was enough to make me feel worse. As much as i wanted to believe that those were not coming from Brad, my rational self knew that i would be up for a huge disappointment.

I braced myself and opened the door. Sure enough, there was Brad on top of another woman, more specifically my assistant, on the bed that WE were were supposed to share. He turned to see me and the shock was evident on his face.

"Babe, listen to-"

"Go to hell Brad. Is that the reason you could not accompany me today? You had to shag my assistant! Kate, how could you do this to me?"

"I can explain babe," Brad tried to talk to me.

"You know what? Am done with you. This is it. And you, Miss Kate, you are fired. Go find a job somewhere else."

As i left his apartment, i could not stop my tears. I ran away to my car and told my driver to head towards my penthouse where i lived before moving in with Brad. I wiped my tears as the scene replayed in my mind over and over again. How could he do this to me I learnt to trust one person and he ended up breaking my trust.

Thank god i have my own condo. Tomorrow i will go to bring all my stuff from Brad's. Thinking of that i broke into tears again. Guess i will spend the night crying then. This is hands down one of the worst days of my life. No scratch that. It is definitely the worst day of my life.