Taming A Billionaire

Chapter 669 - Six Hundred And Sixty-nine: She Hoped It Wasnt Too Late

Chapter 669 - Six Hundred And Sixty-nine: She Hoped It Was'nt Too Late

The third point of view:

It was Maggie's welcome party today yet the celebrant wasn't in high spirit. Sakuzi had organized this party for her to have a good time and as well, recognize her effort over the years.

She had grown from a woman who depended on him for survival to a woman who ensured the survival of others. Sakuzi was proud of her achievements hence it wasn't surprising he celebrated her.

However, even though everyone was in high spirits, Maggie was not satisfied. She couldn't explain it but she was unfulfilled which didn't make sense at all. After the ordeal with Fernandez, her life mission had been to rescue other girls in the same situation as her. But even with the progress, she made so far she was still not happy.

Maggie was not a fool to think that revenge would satisfy her, this was another feeling altogether and the worst part, she was afraid to admit it. However, her eyes still betrayed her when it rested on a man with his wife and daughter conversing with a fellow member. This was just a simple party, so some of their members had attended with their families.

An ache grew in her heart as she stared at the scene. That was it, Maggie wanted a family - not just any family but her own family. Recently she kept dreaming of the daughter she lost and it all began that day after the confrontation with Andrew.

Andrew? That name made her heart skip a beat but the woman pushed the silly feeling out of her head. She was not a lovestruck teenager anymore and love was nothing but hormones produced in the body and wouldn't last forever. She just had to control the excitement and she would be good. Yes, that is it.

"It wouldn't be bad to start a family with Andrew," her lecherous thought betrayed her once again.

Maggie sighed, gulping down the whole of her wine, and smiled at one of her acquaintances. She was restless, bitter, and uncomfortable.

The woman kept telling herself that it wasn't advisable to start a family now but that was the one thing she craved recently. She had a lot of enemies and she couldn't be weak now she was at the pinnacle of her achievement. Moreover, she had promised not to be distracted from her life mission and family was nothing but a distraction.

Maggie kept giving herself reasons upon reasons why she shouldn't start a family when it suddenly hit her, she was scared.

Oh, God.

She had thought that she was over the trauma from Fernandez but the truth was that she hadn't gotten over it at all. Her life mission had been nothing but a distraction she had used to cover her pain, anger, and embarrassment. She was just scared of giving a shot at motherhood.

Fernandez had ruined her before Maggie got married hence the idea of marriage didn't appeal to her at all. until now. She had unintentionally tortured herself in the name of vengeance against her sinners. But now she wondered, was it too late to start a home? Unfortunately, there was only one way to find out.

Heart pounding in her throat, Maggie went in search of Andrew. That day he had given her that hilarious suggestion, she had turned him down and asked him to give up on her because he was never going to change her mind.

Damn it! Why did she say that? Why couldn't she control this damn mouth for once? Now, how was she going to explain it to him? How would she even face him? God, she was doomed.

Having faith that somehow he attended her party, Maggie went in search of Andrew, however, as the guest of the occasion, she was swarmed in conversation and compliments before she could even take a step forward. May God have mercy on her soul today.

Meanwhile...

Andrew was in his office battling with his mind. He knew Maggie's party was ongoing outside - the garden was used as the venue - he didn't dare to step a foot out.?He even locked the door to curtail the temptation of leaving here.

She had made it clear that she didn't want him in her life so why bother himself? Andrew ran his hand through his hair, his gaze coming to stare at the small box on his desk.

Andrew noticed she doesn't wear necklaces at all and how one would look nice on her smooth neck so he had Reina customize it for him. He intended to give her the necklace as a gift but how can he give it to Maggie without creating the wrong impression. He had not bought the necklace because he cared about her, well.... he did care about her. But the point is, it was just to thank her for her hard work.

She resolved to save girls that had been in her shoes and she succeeded. Although there were still many out there that needed to be saved, she had saved enough already. Moreover, as long as man exists in the world, crime would never come to an end. She could only do her best and leave the rest for her successor.

Andrew paced up and down his office wondering how he was going to present his gift to her.

"Maggie,"?Andrew presented the gift to the empty space he envisioned as her, "This is for you," He said with a deep voice.

"No, no," Andrew shook his head in disapproval. His deep voice and loving tenderness in his gaze gave out his true feelings for her.

"Alright," He cleared his throat, "this is it," he composed himself one more time.

Andrew's countenance changed at once and he assumed a nonchalant attitude, "Maggie, this is my gift for all your efforts so far. It's a necklace and I thought it would look good on your neck..."

Andrew facepalmed at once, Maggie would think he was flirting with her. Gosh!

Another idea hit him

What if she's dancing and then he sneaks the box into the pocket of her dress - the box was small anyway - and he sneaks away before she sees him. But then what if her dress doesn't have a pocket? Why would she wear a dress that has pockets anyway? That idea was simply stupid.

"Ugh!" Andrew groaned, disappointed. When did he turn into a love-struck puppy?

Embarrassed, he was just about to bang his head against the door when a knock came on the same door.

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