Everyone, including Jenna's friends Chloe, Lily, and Alex, is staring at him with shocked expressions. Alex's version is the worst. Anyone who takes the time to look at him probably will believe he has suddenly sunk into the pit of unimaginable forgiveness. The fury on his face is palpable, and anyone who approaches him right now will be overcome with fear, rendering them completely helpless. He clenches his fists tightly as he continues to observe the stylish billionaire who is currently seated in Jenna's living room. "What is he doing here? Who the hell invited him in here in the first place?" All of these thoughts continue to run through his mind as they watch him walk towards the sofa where his suitcase was previously located. He picks it up right when Jenna's mother speaks up. "Where the hell are you going? We are having a great time here with you. I thought you would be delighted to stay. "She says, forcing him to turn around and give her a nervous smile.He chuckles and shak
She takes a deep breath, attempting to cool her palpitating heartbeats after spending nearly an eternity in her room to calm her pounding heart. Then she rubs her palm against her forehead and slowly walks down the hallway that leads away from her bedroom. She gently descends the staircase and enters the sitting room, looking terrified as she notices Chloe, Lily, and Alex all seated around her mother, offering their sympathies and spreading the warmth, love, and affection that they do and care about her. Jenna smiled and chuckled, stiffening so they could not hear her yet. Then she moves to a position where she believes they will be unable to see her. She then realizes something while her heart is pounding in her chest." Oh my goodness, they are right here in my living room, " she thinks to herself. She rubs her palm nervously against her forehead. "What is the greatest privilege that they have yet to see Eric?" She thinks to herself, an endless stream of thoughts racing through her
When Eric turns off his car's engine and leans back in his seat with his eyes closed, the massive gate to his garage finally closes. He then tries to take a big breath and remember the day's happenings. Thinking back to his encounter with Jenna in her bedroom, he smiles to himself. "Oh my god, I am such a cunning fool." Gently smacking his palm against his face, he murmurs to himself. "Even with her mother present, I fucking tried to strike a little child like that in her bedroom." With a cool mumble, he shakes his head. "I am so illogical and insane." He mutters, gets out his car keys, and tries to open the door. With a pout, he looks at his baggage that is sitting in the passenger seat next to him. He shrugs. "I'm just gonna leave it there. I will retrieve it at a later time." He murmurs to himself and gets out of the car. He closes the door behind him and hits the button on his electronic car keys, causing the vehicle to beep and locking all of its compartments. Subsequently, he
Fiona is a very determined and obstinate person. She is determined to win Eric over and return to him, and she will not let this opportunity pass her by. She will not accept that he is no longer interested in her. This is her only objective. In her hands, he is a tool and a toy; he has no authority over her. This is something that she has known since they first started dating. She intends to make use of this perceived advantage she possesses over him. Eric, though, is unwilling. He glares at her, snapping his arm away from her."What on earth are you doing here, and what do you want? I really can not handle having you around. Would you kindly go now?" She gives him a small frown in response to his plea."You have no right to tell me how you feel, and we both know that it is not enough." He gives her a ferocious glare."Fiona, just stop this. What on earth are you doing in this place?!" She steps back, frowning at him as he roars into her face."Come on, Eric. darling. You really can
Fiona looks at him, unimpressed by his stubborn demeanor, as he stands in front of her, dodging her stare and indicating the living room's exit with a visibly angry expression on his face. She looks him over with a sharp eyebrow, scoffing and folding her arms. "This is just ridiculous, and I honestly do not know why you are so stubborn. Why, then, the abrupt haughtiness?" Eric is forced to gaze at her in full shock that she is acting as though she has the right to do whatever it is that she is doing when she asks this question. He shakes his head, mockingly. "Well, given what I have seen from the start, I am not shocked. I am not shocked that you are acting in this manner because you lack all common decency. Just give up and let things flow naturally. I demand that you depart immediately." He says, but she keeps folding her arms."And what if I declare that I am staying?" With a moan, Eric turns around and slams his palm firmly on his forehead. "I really can not handle this at thi
She pauses in her tracks, the door still ajar, a good few meters outside the structure. A small smirk plays at her lips, and she closes her eyes. She then steps back into the building to see Eric pause, having moved to go towards the staircase. He looks at her with a grimace as he watches her step back in. Surprised, he stretches his hands as though he is asking her a question. "Yes? How can I help you? Why have you returned so quickly?" He asks, and she gives him a close examination. "You realize that this is a huge, dumb, foolish error that you are making here, don't you?" He had to scowl in response to her question. "I do not give a damn about anything you say at this point. "Please, just get the living hell out of my flat," he says matter-of-factly. She laughs and gives a quick shake of her head. "You realize that you are acting foolishly right now, Eric," Eric grunts and gives her a fierce glance. "Are you not even paying attention to me?" Shaking her head, she scoffs.
Fiona looks at Eric, astonished by what he has just spoken. Everything feels surreal, and she finds it difficult to believe. She scoffed and shook her head. "You are so foolish, Eric. You are so foolish, blind, and dumb that you are not even aware of the stupid, costly error you are currently making." She speaks, causing Eric to grimace slightly where he stands. He simply shrugs. "I honestly do not see a wrong in what I just accomplished. It was one of the smartest moves I ever made." Eric expresses confidence in himself. He knows he needs to do it. With everything going on, he is not prepared to deal with her manipulative tendencies. Jenna is currently at risk, and he must do everything in his power to keep her from discovering anything about Jenna. However, the glance Fiona gives him causes him to shake slightly. He wonders what kind of game she is trying to play right now as she throws him the most glare he has ever seen. She scoffed and shook her head. "I am going to hand i
Eric makes every effort to keep his composure and avoid giving Fiona any clues through his behavior. He understands that he must behave sensibly and avoid acting foolishly in front of her, making a fool of himself in a way that would reassure her that she is unquestionably on the right path. As if to tell her that she is talking gibberish, he just scoffs and waves her away. "What leads you to believe that I have become involved with someone else? Fiona, I am by myself, and I can tell you that I am in the best place I have ever been—alone with myself, living my life, and not having to worry about you to tell me what to do. "You were nothing more than a jail," he utters, drawing a fierce stare from her. "Eric, you are undoubtedly hiding something from me. You can not hide it indefinitely. I will locate it," she declares. Eric simply shakes his head and scoffs, then waves her away. "Fiona, you are talking in parables. To be honest, I have no idea why you have started speaking in thi