The Bride of the Cruel Billionaire

Javier stared at his doctor with a dropped jaw as if he had grown two horns on his head when he heard the news that he couldn't produce sperm to bear his own child. Confusion washed over him, evident in his facial expression.

The sofa he was sitting on suddenly became uncomfortable, prompting him to stand up and pace around the room, his hands buried in his hair as he tried to process and digest the information calmly yet he was anxious.

 Turning towards his doctor, Javier sighed and asked, "What do you mean, Ronnie?" His voice was slow and strained, as he fought to hold back his emotions because he was on the verge of breaking down already.

After a long silence, Ronnie began, "Javier, you know we've been friends since college and I can't lie to…."

 "Get to the point," Javier snapped impatiently, glaring at him.

Ronnie blurted out, "You are suffering from Erectile dysfunction. Your dick is lifeless. I-I mean you're infertile." He quickly looked away, realizing his bluntness. Javier furrowed his eyebrows, trying to comprehend what he had just heard.

Ronnie met his gaze again and explained, "What I meant was that your dick won't react to sexual pleasure ever again. Because your dick is dead." He muttered the last part in a low tune because he didn't want to make it sound offensive.

 Tears welled up in Javier's eyes as he tried to digest the disheartened information, but he quickly wiped them away. "Is there any hope? Like any chances to be cured?" he asked, his voice trembling.

 Ronnie remained silent for a moment before slowly shaking his head.

 "I asked a damn question!" Javier growled, frustration evident in his voice. He pulled at his hair and slowly sank to the floor.

 In concerned, Ronnie rushed towards him and knelt beside him. "It's not the end of the world, Javier. Don't be too hard on yourself. Make sure you take your medication. Maybe, just maybe, there might be some changes." He tried to comfort him with his words.

 "I've been taking these same medications for a whole five years but still nothing changed." Javier voiced out in frustration. "What caused this?" Javier asked, his eyes blinking away tears, as he spoke.

 Ronnie stood up and walked towards his briefcase, pulling out a white envelope. He returned to Javier and said, "Based on the general scan we conducted, we noticed something—"

 Javier's phone vibrated loudly, interrupting Ronnie. He waved his hand, signaling Ronnie to stop talking, and Ronnie understood, leaving the envelope behind as he quickly exited the office.

*****

Thirty minutes later, Javier sped into his father's mansion, nearly running over one of the clumsy servants. Fortunately, she managed to get out of the way in time "You are fired. Get your stinking self out of this mansion." He angrily yelled out from his car window, and the female servants burst into tears and ran off.

 Ignoring the garage, he parked his car in the middle of the compound, too angry to care. He stormed into the building and angrily slammed the main door shut, catching his mother's attention. She had been engrossed in whatever she was watching on the TV. Startled, she turned to face him, with her hand on her chest.

"Javier, you scared me!" she snapped.

 He glared at her for a moment before heading up the stairs to his room. "You never told me about your date with Olivia. Did everything go well?" she asked, "But why are you home....." her voice trailing off as he walked away.

He abruptly stopped on the fourth step, clenching and unclenching his fists in anger. He turned around to face her, his anger evident in his expression, as he sent her murderous glare.