Ben Chamberlain's Inheritance

Chapter Sixty-three

It was a saturday morning. Murdoch was still in bed. He was still hurt from the rejection he got or silence that he got from his girlfriend when he proposed to her. His night was restless. He had no ounce of sleep. He did all his best to ignore the image of his girlfriend looking shell shocked and frozen as she said nothing to his proposal.

He was thinking about what he was going to do. He hoped that as the sun was rising, it would rise with new hopes and dreams but he was skeptical about that because he was thinking by now that she would have called him after he had called her severally. As Murdoch stared at the ceiling he began to think how he was going to continue his life without Miranda.

Miranda had been the only woman he felt comfortable with. She was the only woman he felt so carefree with. She was the only woman who he could feel stupid around and not feel shy or embarrassed. Miranda was the perfect and suitable woman for him. He was a handsome man with lovely features. Murdoc