Sold To A Billionaire

Mrs. Lincoln

Zoe’s POV I was surprised when I saw Helios in our small living room soon as I got down. “I thought you would send your driver? I didn’t know that you’re the driver now,” I said, more of a tease, and put my sling bag on. Helios stood up and walked towards me, arching his brow. “You’re just seeing me as your driver?” he asked. His voice is deep and chilly. I gulped and glanced at my mom to seek help, but she just crossed her arms in front of her chest. Seriously? “Nope. I see you as an angel who shines attractively,” I said, waiting for his reaction. Still, he’s stern. Hmm… what will soften his cold heart at this moment? Maybe… I walked closer to him abruptly, tip-toed, and crashed my lips into his. Bingo! I saw his shocked expression and my mother’s little snickers when I moved away. I glanced at her and winked. “Gotta go, mom. I will call you later,” I said and dragged the hypnotized Helios. Soon as I opened the door, I saw his broad and veiny hand twisting the doorknob. I looked up at him and smiled. “You’re on earth already?” I teased. “What did you do?” he asked as we stepped outside. I bit my lower lip and was about to tip-toe again when he had already figured out what I was going to do. “Same tricks won’t work on me for the second time, Zoe,” he said and formed a sly smirk. He reached for my hand and pulled me towards his car. He opened the door for me and guided me inside before he turned to the other side. Did my action just backfire on me? What the hell! Silence filled in the inside of his car, which was irritatingly deafening. I hemmed and cleared my

throat when suddenly Helios pulled over. I frowned and looked at him. “What’s wrong?” I asked. I saw how his chest moved up and down heavily. As if he’s gasping for his breath. “What’s wrong?” I asked once again. “Helios…” He shook his head. “I’m sorry, Zoe,” he said, making me confused. “What’s happening to you? You didn’t do anything. I was the one who should be sorry to you. I hurt you, but—” “No. I deserved it. I will not push to marry you. Just forgive me and let me court you.” I pulled a strand of my hair. “I don’t understand you, Helios. Can you just go straight to the point? Don’t leave me with bafflement.” Helios reached for my left hand and held it tightly. “I am sorry, Zoe…” he paused as he met my gaze, I didn’t leave his eyes and waited for his following words, “I am so sorry for lying to you,” he added. My brows furrowed. “W-What do you mean?” “I am not the Helios—” The tune of his phone cut off Helios. Helios let go of my hand, reached for his phone, and picked up the call. “Speak,” he said in a chilly voice, that even I was carried on it. “What?!” My eyes blinked twice because of surprise. I don’t know what the caller said, but the moment he put down his phone, he started the engine again, and this time, he drove faster. “What on earth is ha—” “My father was rushed towards the hospital,” he said, making me press my lips together. Baffled, I was about to ask what happened when I held myself not to. It seems like my mind is telling me not to. I didn’t talk nor create any noise until we stopped right in front of the hospital. Helios unbuckled his seatbelt with a rush in his every move. He didn’t even look at me or even bother to ask me if I wanted to come. He just climbed off his car and almost ran towards the entrance. I heaved a deep sigh and followed him.

His father invited him for dinner, and now, his father was rushed to the hospital? I walked as fast as I could but failed to catch up. I just asked the nurse at the information desk about Don Lincoln.” “He’s in the ICU, ma’am,” the nurse said to me, making my eyes widen. “W-What happened?” “I can’t give private—” “I’m his daughter-in-law. I’m Helios’s wife,” I stated, which I regretted in the end. But I already said it. There’s no turning back. “Didn’t you see my husband? He runs soon as we arrived here, and I am sorry to ask you—” “My apology, Mrs. Lincoln,” the nurse said as she stood up and bowed her head, making my lips part but get back to my senses afterward. I smiled even if she couldn’t see it and said politely, “it’s okay. You’re not aware of it, so I understand.” “Don Lincoln was ambushed on his way to his house this morning….” “Ambushed?!” “I’m sorry, ma’am if you have to hear this. They told me not to give discreet information about the Lincolns, but you said you’re his son’s wife, so—” “It’s okay. You don’t have to. Thank you, by the way. I need to go,” I said and rushed toward the ICU. Did someone want the Don dead? Why would they ambush—this means he got gunshot wounds? I walked faster until I saw Helios standing outside the ICU, his hands pinned on the wall, and I saw how blood dripped from his knuckled. My eyes widened in panic, and I rushed toward him. “Hel, why did you do that?” I asked but calmed my voice. I reached for his hand and pulled him into the waiting area. “Why would you do that, Helios?” I looked for my handkerchief inside my small bag and gently wiped the blood coming out from his knuckles. “I already warned that old hag, but he never believes in me—” “I don’t understand you, but I will listen, so go on. What happened? And why are there many men in

suits in the hospital? It seems like they’re guarding all the entrances and exits?” I asked and looked at the two men near us. And old hag? Is he talking about his father? I shook my head. “Go on. I’ll listen.” However, Helios shook his head. “You don’t need to know about it—” “Mrs. Lincoln. You forgot your phone.” It was the nurse at the entrance. And how did she address me? With wide eyes, I looked at Helios, who was now darting his gaze at me. “Mrs.? Since—” I stood up, rushed toward the nurse, and took Helios’s spare phone. “Thank you so much.” The nurse smiled at me, and I sighed in relief when she left. I closed my eyes to calm myself before turning back to Helios. “Oh,” I gasped, “I forgot to ask for a band—” “What was that?” I frowned and met his gaze. “Huh?” I saw how Helios’s jaw clenched. “Why did she call you Mrs. Lincoln?” I smiled awkwardly and suddenly took the courage to divert the topic. “How’s your father—oh, here’s the doctor!” I exclaimed and stood up to face the old man in a white lab coat. I pressed my lips as I stood beside Helios. I sighed in relief when I successfully diverted his attention. “He was lucky that it was not a high-caliber gun that hit him. And some of his wounds are just grazed. The bullet in his leg was successfully removed, and he needs to get healed for half a year. He’s still unconscious because of the anesthesia that I injected into him. Do you know who’s behind this incident…” the doctor paused in mid-sentence when he glanced at me. “Can I talk to you in private, Helios?” the doctor continued, and I don’t know why my heart throbbed in pain because of what the doctor said, then suddenly, I realized I am a nobody—certainly, I do not belong.

‘But you’re Mrs. Lincoln, right?’ the inner me yelled. I shook my head and looked at their back as they walked away from me. I gasped when Helios turned and looked at me. I smiled at him and mouthed, ‘it’s okay,’ and even gestured my fingers as an OK sign. He then nodded.