Chloe’s POV After Trevor and his uncle left, Zack called me into his office. “Chloe, let’s put the earlier misunderstanding behind us. Young professionals like you are bound to have occasional oversights, but I’ve always believed in your abilities,” he said in a tone completely different from the harsh scolding he’d given me earlier.“Mr. Skyler’s uncle specifically requested you for this project, so make sure you do your best and live up to the client’s expectations!” “I’ll make sure to do well.” It was hard not to notice Zack’s sudden change in attitude. Moments ago, he was berating me; now he acted as if he’d always been my biggest supporter. Still, seeing Amy get knocked down a peg gave me a great deal of satisfaction.I knew this opportunity came about because of Trevor, but I was determined to use it to prove my worth through my actions. As I stepped out of the revolving doors at the end of the day, I spotted Trevor’s car waiting outside. He stepped out as soon as he s
Chloe’s POV"I want you…" My mind was foggy, my thoughts muddled, as I craved more of the man before me. My hand slipped under Roman’s shirt, trailing over the firm muscles of his chest. My tongue parted his lips, prying them open. At first, he stiffened, but it wasn’t long before he began responding to my kiss. His kiss was gentle yet restrained, with a dominant undertone that left no room for resistance. Our tongues tangled together, fiercely exploring, as I felt his erection against me. Suddenly, Roman pushed me away, his breath uneven. Even in my drunken haze, I could sense his struggle, his effort to hold back the desire between us. "This isn’t right, Chloe," he said firmly. I tried to pull him back, unwilling to let him leave, but a sudden wave of nausea churned in my stomach. Before I could cover my mouth, I vomited, the warm mess splattering all over Roman’s expensive suit and shirt. "I'm sorry…" I mumbled weakly, barely able to form the words. Roman didn’t say a
Chloe’s POVWhen I arrived at the office, I took a deep breath, bracing myself for the usual sidelong glances and whispers from my colleagues. But to my surprise, the atmosphere was completely different. The coworkers who usually ignored me now greeted me with unexpected politeness. “Good morning, Ms. Yates!” the receptionist chirped cheerfully as she stood to greet me. Kim Moore, who was usually indifferent, hurried to hold the door open for me. The biggest shock of all came from Amy, my longtime nemesis. The same woman who took every opportunity to undermine me now seemed like an entirely different person. She greeted me with a bright smile, offered to make me coffee, and even asked if I needed help organizing my files. Seeing her sudden change in attitude was deeply satisfying. I decided to take full advantage of it. “Amy, I seem to recall you still haven’t finished organizing the files for the last case, have you?” I asked casually, knowing full well the task was unfini
Chloe’s POVThe booth was wild with energy, like a scene from a debauched carnival. Rachel was straddling Trevor, pouring champagne down her body. The liquid soaked through the thin fabric barely covering her chest, leaving her nipples visibly outlined as it trickled down her cleavage, finally dripping onto Trevor’s neck and soaking his shirt. Trevor leaned back, laughing loudly, his expression hazy and intoxicated, like a beast overtaken by alcohol and lust. Gripping Rachel by the neck, he shouted, “You’re gonna lick all this off me later!” The crowd around them erupted in cheers, whistles, and catcalls, fueling the chaos. It was a scene of utter madness. I had never seen this side of Trevor before—reckless and uninhibited. This raw and untamed version of him felt almost unrecognizable.I thought Rachel might take offense at Trevor’s crude behavior, but instead, she leaned in closer, a gleeful glint in her eye. She pushed him back onto the sofa, kneeling before him like an obedie
Chloe's POVTrevor's friends continued to mock me with their snide remarks, their laughter echoing in the bar. Suddenly, Rachel sauntered over, linking arms with another man. "Come on! Let’s toast to the joys of being single. Cheers to freedom!" She raised her glass high, clinking it with Trevor’s friends before downing her drink like it was the most exhilarating thing in the world. Meanwhile, I stood there, feeling like the punchline of their joke. My face burned with humiliation, and my heart felt like it had been dragged through ice. Without another word, I turned and walked out of the bar. Before I could get far, Trevor caught up with me, grabbing my hand. I yanked it away so swiftly that it startled even me. I wasn’t usually this assertive, but something inside me had snapped. "Chloe, please, let me explain..." His voice was soft, almost pleading, but there was a trace of panic in it. "Explain?" I laughed bitterly. "Explain what, Trevor? That you and Rachel were practi
Chloe’s POVAt the bridal shop, Rachel flitted around like a butterfly among the endless racks of wedding dresses. One moment, she was trying on this dress; the next, she was admiring another, as if determined to sample every gown in the store. Trevor followed her like a devoted attendant, holding up her trains and tossing out compliments.“Do I look good in this one?” she asked, twirling in front of a mirror.“You’ve always suited strapless gowns,” Trevor replied. “Remember your prom dress? You looked stunning in that.”“You still remember my prom dress?” Rachel beamed, leaning playfully on Trevor’s arm. “And how we won Best Couple that night? No one even knew we weren’t actually dating. We totally fooled everyone!”Sitting alone on the sofa, I watched their little performance unfold, feeling like a complete outsider. A pang of self-pity hit me. How had I become the fool in this situation, standing by while they treated me like an accessory to their charade?Determined to regain some
Chloe’s POV"It's just a wedding dress, Chloe, we don't have to fall out over this"“Sweetheart, it's all right, the wedding dress is yours now." Trevor instructed the sales clerk to bring a new wedding dress directly to me."Rachel has given it to you, don't be upset now." Trevor hugged my shoulders to comfort me, but his words only made me feel worse.Now it seemed like I was the one being unreasonable, as they were all being magnanimous and indulging me. Until now, I had always been forbearing, but this time I didn't want to.The light in the hall shone on the pristine gown, casting dazzling reflections. Without a word, I picked up a pair of scissors and decisively cut through the wedding dress in my hands. The white fabric split inch by inch, sliding to the floor. The surrounding guests all stopped in their tracks, even the music in the store halted at that moment. No one would expect to see a bride-to-be personally cutting her own wedding dress in a bridal shop. From their ga
Chloe’s POV"What do you mean? Ever since she came, she has been deliberately provoking me, and you still protect her?""I just don't want to hear any more arguing." He seemed to realize he had misspoken, attempting to explain."Trevor, have you ever considered my feelings?" My voice trembled, and my heart ached as if pricked by needles, "You think I'm always being unreasonable, right?"He fell silent, and through the rearview mirror, I saw impatience in his eyes."Trevor, Chloe just cares too much about you, that’s why she's so sensitive. And indeed, I did wrong," Rachel tried to soothe Trevor, playing the role of a sensible and obedient little lamb.I couldn't hold back anymore and interrupted sharply, "Rachel, stop playing the good person here! Do you think I won’t know what you are really scheming?” Just then, a large truck approached from the opposite direction, and Trevor made an emergency turn."Damn it! Chloe, watch your words!" It was the first time Trevor yelled at me.Tear
Chloe’s POV“What exactly are you all talking about?” I smiled as I approached my colleagues, addressing them directly. “Oh, nothing, Chloe,” one of them replied hastily. As soon as they saw me, the group quickly dispersed, avoiding any further conversation. It was odd, but I didn’t press them for answers. I had no idea what was going on, but gossip was never my thing anyway. Back in my office, I dove into a pile of work. The case files Amy had organized were a complete mess, but knowing the pressure she faced at home, I didn’t want to give her a hard time. Instead, I took it upon myself to sort everything out, including preparing the files for Roman’s case. After hours of work, I finally had a moment to step away and use the restroom. “We’ll hide over here,” a hushed voice said. I caught the sound of several footsteps as I entered the restroom but didn’t pay much attention. Once I finished, I pushed open the door to leave. Without warning, a bucket of freezing cold
Chloe’s POV“You have to understand me. Everything I’m doing right now is for our future.” I turned around and saw Trevor, swaying unsteadily, clearly drunk. His bloodshot eyes locked onto mine, glistening with unshed tears. “Trevor, it’s not that I don’t want to understand you, but you always make me feel… like I’m not that important to you.” “I know, it’s my fault. I didn’t consider your feelings. I wasn’t there when you needed me. You had to go to the hospital alone. And despite knowing you're allergic, I still let roses into our house just because Rachel wanted them."He gently cupped my face, his touch tender. “But, baby, I care about you. More than I care about myself.” His sincerity made my resolve waver, but before I could respond, Luna stormed out of the car and yanked me away from him. "You have no right to touch her!" Luna snapped, her glare sharp and unwavering. "Where were you when Chloe was in pain? She had to go to the hospital all by herself! And who’s the one
Chloe’s POV“Kiss! Kiss!” My gaze swept across the crowd to see Trevor and Rachel standing close, surrounded by people cheering them on. A pang of discomfort hit me, but I tried not to dwell on it. They were just playing along with the clients—it wasn’t like they had a choice. “Chloe, what are you looking at?” Luna’s voice interrupted my thoughts. “Oh, nothing.” She followed my line of sight and immediately understood everything. “Tonight’s about us, remember? Let’s not think about anything stressful!” “Cheers!” To my surprise, Amy raised her glass and began drinking. It wasn’t long before Amy started getting a little drunk. Sitting quietly with Luna, her son, and me, Amy began to open up about her story. The woman who was usually aggressive and overly critical at work, my sworn nemesis, now looked weary and defeated, a vulnerability I’d never seen in her before. “You probably think I’m harsh, mean-spirited, even petty,” she said, her voice tinged with suppressed bit
Chloe’s POVTo everyone’s shock, Mark slammed the wine glass against his own head. Blood streamed down his forehead as the veins on his face and neck bulged, making him look terrifying. "You don’t even understand what it means to save money! I work my ass off, and you just throw it all away!" Their argument echoed across the restaurant. Luna and I sat nearby, catching snippets of their sharp and cutting words. "Throw it away?" Amy shot back furiously. "Do you have any idea how much it costs to run this household? I haven’t wasted a dime! Everything goes toward our child. Meanwhile, we’re still footing the bill for your sister’s monthly weed habit!" "Don’t you dare bring up my family!" Mark roared, his voice booming. "You’re the one who can’t control yourself. What kind of woman spends like you do?" With that, he grabbed her purse off the table and held it up. "This stupid bag cost three thousand dollars! What good does it do? Can you eat it?" Amy’s face flushed red. "Tha
Chloe’s POV"Sweetheart, we're heading out now."Trevor kissed my forehead before leaving. As I opened my drowsy eyes, I saw him and Rachel walking out the door, both dressed in perfectly coordinated business suits. They looked like a flawless pair.Today, I had taken the day off. This cursed allergy had left my face in a terrible state. I took a cab to the hospital, where the doctor prescribed some medication and sternly warned me to stay away from roses, or the red spots on my face would never go away. I listened quietly, but my thoughts drifted. If Trevor were here, he’d probably remind me with even more care. He’d help me apply the cream and gently blow on my face with concern in his eyes.Leaving the hospital, I wandered aimlessly through the bustling streets, feeling an empty ache in my chest. I didn’t want to sit at home alone, waiting for Trevor and Rachel to come back arm in arm. I needed to reclaim my own life."Hey, girl! What are you up to? Let’s grab dinner!" I cal
Chloe’s POV"Wasn’t it you who asked Mr. Roman to take me to the hospital?" "What? No, we haven’t been in touch lately." Roman lied to me! He made it sound like Trevor had sent him to find me and take me to the hospital, but Trevor had no idea about any of it! Roman must have just happened to run into me, taken me to the hospital, and tried to talk me out of breaking up with Trevor. What did he take me for? A gullible child he could easily fool? Then again, he probably meant well, trying to ease things between me and Trevor. Fine. I wouldn’t hold it against him. "You just happened to bump into Uncle?" "Yeah, we ran into each other on the way.”"And he’s the one who took you to the hospital? That’s so unlike him. My uncle usually avoids people like the plague." "Yes, he even talked to me quite a bit." "That’s surprising. He’s always so swamped with work he barely has time to grab a proper meal. Can you believe he’s never even dated anyone? And yet, he made time to take
Chloe’s POV"Chloe, you need to clear up the misunderstandings with Trevor. He really loves you." "Alright, thank you.”Roman dropped me off at home. Since it was already late, he didn’t plan to come in. Instead, he waited in the car until he saw me safely enter the house. The moment I pushed the door open, a strong floral scent hit me, making my nose itch. The living room was filled with bouquets in every color imaginable, competing for attention like a mini flower exhibition. Rachel, dressed in a camisole nightgown, was humming a tune while misting the flowers on the floor with a spray bottle. "Chloe, you’re back! Aren’t these flowers beautiful? I arranged them just for you to show my gratitude for being so understanding and letting Trevor take care of me first." Seeing me, Rachel immediately beamed and walked over with a bright smile. "Come on, take a sniff of these new flowers I got!" Before I could react, Rachel grabbed my hand and shoved a bouquet right under my nose
Chloe’s POV"He said he was worried about you." I froze, a glimmer of comfort rising in my heart. Did he actually send Roman to take care of me? So, I still mattered to him? Closing my eyes, I leaned back against the seat without saying another word. Roman stayed quiet as well, focusing on driving. I gradually became calmer.Before long, we arrived at the hospital. Roman accompanied me to see the doctor. "Sir, how could you let a pregnant woman experience such emotional stress? The baby is only a month old, and the mother’s well-being needs constant attention," the doctor said sharply, her disapproval of Roman evident."My apologies, it’s my fault. I’ll make sure to take better care of her from now on," Roman replied smoothly. I hadn’t expected his response when the doctor mentioned my pregnancy. He didn’t show any surprise but instead seamlessly stepped into the role of the baby’s father. "Is the baby doing okay so far?" he asked. The doctor adjusted her glasses and po
Chloe’s POV"What do you mean? Ever since she came, she has been deliberately provoking me, and you still protect her?""I just don't want to hear any more arguing." He seemed to realize he had misspoken, attempting to explain."Trevor, have you ever considered my feelings?" My voice trembled, and my heart ached as if pricked by needles, "You think I'm always being unreasonable, right?"He fell silent, and through the rearview mirror, I saw impatience in his eyes."Trevor, Chloe just cares too much about you, that’s why she's so sensitive. And indeed, I did wrong," Rachel tried to soothe Trevor, playing the role of a sensible and obedient little lamb.I couldn't hold back anymore and interrupted sharply, "Rachel, stop playing the good person here! Do you think I won’t know what you are really scheming?” Just then, a large truck approached from the opposite direction, and Trevor made an emergency turn."Damn it! Chloe, watch your words!" It was the first time Trevor yelled at me.Tear