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He brought out a diamond ring. "Agnes it is you or no one else," he declared to her.
Whitney was short of words, she stared at him with her mouth agape.
"Please just say the word yes and you will make me the happiest man ever," he pleaded.
"Ethan, no Ethan, this is so wrong." She said, taking two steps backwards. "I am so sorry but I do not deserve you, I am nothing compared to your status. You deserve a much better woman," she lectured him in tears.
"Agnes, you are well aware that I am not concerned about your status. I need you in my life, I want my status to be your own status, your soul be joined together to mine as one, believe me Agnes I would stoop to any level to have you as mine," Ethan let all this words flow out of his mouth.
"Agnes please marry me," he asked her again.
She looked at him for some seconds, then she wiped her and walked back to him and said, "I love you so much and so I agree to marry."
Ethan slid the ring to her finger, then he quickly stood up and gave her a tight hug. There was a thunderous clap for them as press photographers filmed them.
"Wow, hope you can all see that it is a double celebration?" The host announced.
"We are celebrating miss Whitney's party and the union of two people, Miss Agnes and her boyfriend," he added.
Everyone clapped at the end of his speech.
"Everyone enjoy the party. Dj gives us hot music."
At once a music started to play..
Ethan drove Agnes back home in the moonlighting with the car radio playing something soulful from Randolph. Ethan was very careful to treat her as if she was everything to him. There was not a sound to disturb them. Agnes was gay, excited and adoring. She did not want Ethan's to go home.
He slid his arms around her and when she looked up, he took her lips at once. After some minutes the kiss was broken.
She held up his hand in her warm little hand while she looked at him like he was a Greekgod.
"Thanks for everything," Agnes said to him, eagerly hoping he wasn't going to go.
"You do not need to thank me, besides you are my fiancee. I did not even do anything for you and I did not do any thing special.
Ethan please tell me the truth, do you love me or do you just feel pity for me?" She asked feverishly.
"Do you think my feelings for you is a lie. Agnes trust me, I am so crazy about you, that I just can't thinking of letting you go," Ethan said looking into her pair of beautiful brown eyes."*I can not think of any other girl other than you. You are in my blood and I am so crazy about you," Ethan stopped. It seemed like there was something in him that seized him from speaking any further. His mind boggled at the drivel he was vomiting from his mouth but for Agnes all he said made her happy.
"Ethan, when I first saw you at the bar, you were so rude to me, mannerless and characterless. I thought you were just like other men, who because of their wealth they treat the females so bad. But my thoughts were all wrong, you proved to me just how good of a man you are," her eyes were shining. She looked more beautiful in the soft light of the moon.
Ethan howled with laughter, "I remember that night, I remember how stupid I behaved to you and I am so sorry for that."
"You do not need to apologise to me over such a little thing."
"Money does not make a person better, it's love that has that right.. It was your love that changed me. I am just so glad to have found a woman like you," he added. He quickly hit on the brake and the car came to a stop. He opened his door and came down. He also opened her door for him.
He led her to the door of her house.
"Thanks for dropping me at home," she said. Ethan held her hand and squeezed it lovingly.
"I am so sure that you enjoyed yourself right?"
"Of course I did."
"It seems like my dad has seen the video. My dad is waiting for me . I guess it is time for me to leave. He deserves to know about our you and I."
"Goodnight Ethan," she said flashing her teeth.
"Goodnight my love.."
Agnes wasn't in a hurry to get married. She tried so well to turn herself into the classy type, her soon to be husband) was. She wanted a quiet wedding but Ethan would not even think of that. As months passed, the decorations and the invitation cards ran into thousands of dollars. Ethan was working towards his grand wedding, with which Clinton was helping out too. There were to be a fancy dress ball, for bands, a ballet on the lawn and so many fire works. Luckily for Agnes, Ethan was so busy arranging the wedding, that he seldomly called her, visited her or took her out. Agnes did not hear much from him during the first two months. When she finally heard from him, it was about the invitation card. If he had a lot to do, so did she. Agnes had gone to the orphanage and invited all the familiar workers she knew to her wedding. She also invited everyone in a shop.
As the CEO, they are all entitled to come for her wedding. Agnes was not getting as big a bang out of the wedding as Ethan did.
It was a stepping stone for Ethan, it was his key to success, it was his opportunity to making sure his uncle did not reap what he did not die. Having control of his father's estate, houses, income and business was never his motive or aim but as far as it concerned his deceitful uncle, he did not mind making it his motive.
"Ethan mehn, in a month time you will be a married man and you will leave your single best friend alone in this bachelor thing . After the marriage comes the mutual night and then the result of your efforts.
You are such a lucky man, bro. I have not found anyone to call my own. It seems as if almost all the girls I have ever seen or come in contact with, are the same..
Money wanting and classy bitches, who cannot offer anything.
"Clinton stopped and pouted himself a glass of Brandy. "Mehn girls are all the same. I am so certain that immediately after I get married to that thrash of a girl, she will demand money from me every single minute of the day, as though I am her bank but I will make sure to put her in her place and turn her into a house slave, for the remaining days of our stay together, that is the set up. My future looks pretty good. Once a bachelor, always a bachelor. I am going to be known as the bachelor who divorced a tramp because she was not worthy of me. From a married man back to a bachelor's hood", Ethan said, lifting his glass for a toast.
Clinton's glass hit his glass. "To our bachelor hood and too our ten days of singleness and friendship."
Ethan lifted his glass. "To the set up and to the fact that Agnes fell deep into my trap and also cheers to the fact that I am already on the verge of completing the challenge you gave me."