章節 38: A Perfect Match Made From Heaven

Maggie scrutinized Marissa for a while before responding with a question. "Is there any problem? Who are you if I may ask?"

"0h!" Marissa smiled knowingly. She could easily tell that this woman was Ariella's mother.

Every mother always tended to be belligerent and protective of their children.

"Please forgive my manners Mrs..." Marissa waited momentarily for Ariella's mother to fill in the blank.

Maggie scanned Marissa from head to toe without responding.

When Maggie said nothing, Marissa continued with her short speech.

"There is no cause for alarm. Ariella is fine. My name is Marissa Treshvire, the wife of Rex Treshvire," Marissa spoke with pride as she mentioned her husband's name.

Maggie's eyes widened at the mention of the name Treshvire. "Are you referring to The Rex Treshvire, the billionaire fashion icon, oil and gas mogul, and the real estate..." Maggie was caught off by an impatient Marissa.

"Yes! Yes!! Yes!!! That same Rex Treshvire is my husband. And my business here has to do with your daughter Ariella and my son Leon Treshvire," Marissa replied irritably as she massaged her furrowed temple.

"What?! What do you mean?" Maggie asked incredulously.

"Can you at least invite me into your home and offer me a seat, before I collapse on the floor from standing for too long?" Marissa frowned in annoyance.

Maggie didn't appreciate Marissa's tone but she decided to be hospitable to her as it concerns her daughter. "Follow me." She led Marissa into the living room and offered her a seat.

"What can I offer you? Water? Juice? Wine?" Maggie faked a smile.

"Don't trouble yourself, I didn't come here on a friendly visit or for chitchat. I came on a more serious business if you don't mind," Marissa said snobbishly. She looked around Maggie's house in a ridiculing way. The below-average decoration and cheap furniture made her skin crawl.

"Okay!" Maggie sneered. "Let's go down to business." She took a seat opposite Marissa.

Maggie considered Marissa to be an egocentric woman with an overinflated sense of self-worth. Hence, she mentally prepared herself for whatever disdainful statement Marissa had to say.

"Are you aware that your daughter is getting married to my son in less than a week from now?" Marissa spoke with so much bitterness in her tone. It was as though the sky around her had suddenly darkened, with a terrifying thunderstorm looming. And the only person that could save her was Maggie.

"You can't be serious! You are talking to the wrong person!" Maggie stood up frowning. She couldn't believe this pompous lady had mistaken her Ariella for another person.

Nevertheless, Marissa came prepared. She didn't have time to accommodate doubt and mistrust. She pulled out her phone, went to her picture gallery, and selected Ariella's picture. "This is the picture of the 'Ariella Porter,' I'm talking about."

Maggie took the phone nonchalantly, she looked a the pictures hoping to laugh at Marissa for mistaken identity. But when she saw the image of her daughter, she froze for some second and started trembling.

"C...can I s...see the p...picture of your s...son?" Maggie stuttered as her world suddenly started spinning. Her face was beaded with perspiration and the turmoil in her heart could be felt from a distance.

Marissa was taken aback by this. Could it be possible Ariella's mother was unaware of her daughter's plan or was she simply a good actress? She wondered. Whatever was the case, she smiled inwardly as a ray of hope shone in her heart. If Maggie happens to be in the dark about this idiotic proposal of her son, then, she would happily join forces with her to break them apart.

Marissa stood up feigning sympathy. She took the phone from Maggie, scrolled over some images, and selected one of Leon's pictures. She showed it to Maggie, still holding her phone.

"What?!" The shock and agony were too much for Maggie to handle, so she passed out. Thankfully, there was a couch behind her, which she fell into.

A panicked Marissa frantically fanned Maggie and when she didn't bulge, Marissa ran out to get help.

Luckily for her, Susan; who had come to deliver some information to Maggie quickly rushed in to assist. Susan got some cold water and sprinkled it on Maggie. The water worked like magic, as Maggie regained consciousness but was too weak and shocked to speak.

Susan walked outside and quickly dialed Richard's number without Maggie's permission.

This time, Marissa felt genuinely concerned as she came off her high horses and sat beside Maggie, comforting her. It was obvious that Maggie was unaware of the marriage.

How could a daughter be so cruel, even to her mother? Marissa wondered. This made her even more repulsive toward Ella. It was now clear, that Ella had ulterior motives in wanting to marry Leon. It... Marissa's thoughts were intruded upon by Maggie's shattered voice.

"She was here just yesterday and he came on a... s...s... surprising visit," Maggie said between sobs. Her throat was clogged with emotions and she wished the ground would open and swallow her whole.

At a comfortable eavesdropping distance, Susan listened intently to the two ladies' conversation.

"H...how... how could E...Ella look me in the eyes and lie so much to...to me?" Maggie clung to her chest and started crying.

Marissa felt so bad and was sorry to have been the bearer of this bad news. She feared that something bad might happen to Maggie with the way she clung to her chest. What if she had an underlying heart condition? What if she passed out again?

"We'll stop them together!" Marissa found her voice amidst the tense emotional outburst. After all, that was the reason she came in the first place. She wanted to put a stop to the despicable marriage.

"We still have time on our side. They plan to get married by this week Saturday," Marissa tried to console and reason with Maggie. If not for this situation at hand, Marissa felt she could genuinely be Maggie's friend as she started to develop a soft spot for her.

"Who is getting married this Saturday? And why does Maggie feel so downcast? Who is this rich, beautiful and elegant woman by her side?" Susan questioned herself softly in her hidden position.

"Ella has a man who worships her and wants to get married to her if she says yes right now." Maggie gradually regained her voice.

At that moment, a knock on the door startled both ladies. Richard barged in without waiting for a response.

Richard had been at the field training that morning when Susan's call came in. He was so worried that he didn't bother changing his training jersey. He drove down to Ella's house in a heartbeat, in her exotic black Bugatti.

Immediately after he stepped into the room, Maggie released another episode of tears.

"Why me! Why me!" She sobbed loudly.

Marissa quickly understood that the handsome young man before her; whom she recognized as the famous football superstar, 'Ricaddo,' was actually Richard.

Is Ariella crazy? Marissa thought to herself. Why wouldn't she want to marry this beautiful man before her, – that ladies would obviously die for? What was that girl thinking? Richard must be wealthy enough if money was her problem. Or could she be... No, that can never happen, Marissa's own panic attack started building up.

Richard walked up to his future mother-in-law and cuddled her in his muscular arms like a tender baby. He tried to console her, but the more he spoke, the more her crying worsened.

"What is happening here?" Richard slides a curious glance to a tight lip, Marissa.

Marissa had made up her mind that she would not be the one to break this handsome young man's heart. Her brow furrowed and the agony within her increased as it began to dawn on her that Ariella had people who loved and cared about her.

Contrary to the misgivings of that...that disgustingly wayward girl Chloe, Ariella was a total opposite of what she had anticipated. When her private investigator had debriefed her on his findings about Ariella, the only negative report she could gather was the fact that she was currently dating Leon. This made Marissa's fear worsen on the possible leverage her son had on Ariella. Or could it be that the unfortunate Ariella had fallen with her handsome playboy of a son? Different thoughts clashed in Marissa's head.

"Can someone talk to me? Why is my mother-in-law this traumatized?" Richard's voice became harsh and impatient.

"Because, Ariella, your first and true love, is getting married this Saturday to her son!" Susan came out of hiding and pointed to Marissa like she was the devil in their midst.

...

Back in Amzone city, at the state high court, a beautiful and just wedded couple were seen smiling lovingly at each other. Beside them, stood their two best friends; who had been witnesses to their joining. Also, in the couple's hands was a marriage certificate.

"Okay!"

"That's beautiful!"

"Ella, place one hand on his shoulder."

"Yes!"

"Perfecto!"

"Now, smile for the camera..." The photographer took beautiful shots of the newly Weds.

Ella was looking enchanting in her boss ladylike white outfit. Her well-tailored strapless jumpsuit complimented her curves. The top part of her suit shimmered with beautiful stones decoration. A white blazer hung on her shoulders, making her look elegant and sophisticated. She wore a pair of drop-down beautiful diamond earrings, which Leon gifted her earlier that morning. On her chignon-styled hair, she wore a white large brim sun hat, that made her look like a supermodel about to walk down the runway.

Leon had selected this outfit for her, and he couldn't seem to take his eyes off her. He was crazily in love with her captivating smiles as they posed for the camera. And on many occasions, the photographer had to beg him to look into the camera.

Leon was also looking debonair in his elegant and sophisticated pure white three-piece tuxedo.

Both couples' attire perfectly complemented each other and they looked like a match made from heaven.