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Chapter Fourty

Penulis: Onuorah Linda
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-04-28 00:12:48

J.J.’s POV

The whole afternoon, I couldn't get the image out of my head.

George.

Carolyn.

In his arms.

Her face buried against his chest. Her arms clinging to him like he was her damn savior.

It made my blood boil.

She was supposed to look at me that way.

She was supposed to need me.

Not him.

Never him.

I stormed through the school courtyard after the final bell, my fists clenching and unclenching at my sides. I spotted George standing near the bike racks, Julius beside him, saying something I didn’t hear.

It didn’t matter.

All I saw was red.

I stalked toward them, my shoes crunching against the gravel. They both looked up as I approached.

George’s jaw tensed immediately, like he knew exactly why I was there.

Good.

"You got a lot of nerve," I spat, coming to a stop a few feet away.

Julius stepped between us, raising a hand.

"J.J., come on, man. Chill. It’s over, alright?"

I ignored him.

My eyes locked on George’s.

"I told you to stay out of it," I growled. "You knew what you were sup
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  • Rich Love    Chapter Forty-One

    The week had been a blur.I spent the remaining days of the week ducking behind lockers, timing my exits from class, avoiding corridors I knew J.J. lingered in. If I saw his silhouette, I turned the other way. If I heard his voice — low and dangerous like a storm cloud about to burst — I held my breath and prayed I was invisible.George became my shadow. A quiet, patient presence I didn’t deserve but couldn’t live without.He didn’t push, didn’t ask too many questions. He just... showed up. Sat with me at lunch. Walked beside me between classes. Took up the seat behind me in every class he could rearrange his schedule for. It should’ve felt claustrophobic. But instead, it felt like a net beneath me. Like something solid holding me up while my world cracked open at the seams.Then came the party.Aunty Pat insisted. She said I needed a proper celebration, a distraction, a reason to smile. I’d argued, but there was no stopping her. She’d invited nearly the entire senior class and decora

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  • Rich Love    CHAPTER ONE

    Carolyn’s POVI stood in front of Covent High School, my stomach twisting with nerves.The school’s tall gates stretched before me, their sleek metal bars polished to perfection. Beyond them, the school grounds looked like something out of a magazine—lush green lawns, towering buildings, and students dressed in crisp uniforms.This wasn’t just any school. It was for the rich, the children of senators, business tycoons, and celebrities. Here, kids arrived in chauffeur-driven cars or drove themselves in luxury vehicles.I swallowed hard. What am I doing here?At fourteen, I was the only child of my mother, who had raised me alone in a ghetto slum. Life had been hard, but I had studied relentlessly and earned a full scholarship to Covent High School, one of the most prestigious and expensive private schools in Nigeria.Now, here I was. A girl from the slums, about to walk into a school full of kids who had never known hardship.I forced my legs to move forward.Just as I reached the gate

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-17
  • Rich Love    CHAPTER TWO

    Carolyn’s POVTina and I walked toward the administrative block, both of us relieved to have found a friend on our first day at Covent High School.She had just told me that she hadn’t received her school ID either. Like me, she was on a scholarship, but unlike mine, hers wasn’t a full ride. Her family had to pay for half of the tuition, which they could afford because they were middle class.That put her above me on the social ladder but far below the ultra-rich kids at this school.I wasn’t just from a less privileged background. I was poor.As we entered the administrative office, I noticed a woman sitting behind the reception desk. She looked to be in her early forties, her short, cornrows hair neatly styled. She was typing something on her computer, her lips pressed into a thin line.The moment she saw us, her frown deepened.Tina and I exchanged a nervous glance.“Good morning, ma,” we greeted in unison.The woman said nothing.The awkward silence was deafening, making me shift

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  • Rich Love    CHAPTER THREE

    J.J’s POVI could still feel the sting of her slap on my cheek.No one—no one—had ever dared to lay a hand on me before.The nerve of that girl.I clenched my jaw, my fingers drumming against the smoker’s table in the private lounge—a room only I, Julius, and George were allowed to use. It was one of the perks of being untouchable in this school.The lounge had a plush couch, a stocked fridge, a sound system, and a smoker’s table where we sat when we wanted to escape the noise of the school.Julius sat across from me, quiet, his arms crossed. He hadn’t said much about his cousin since we entered the room, but I could feel his concern like a weight in the air.It was funny.Julius had acted like he hated Carolyn before, but now? Now he was worried about what I might do to her.And he should be.Because I wasn’t going to let this go.She had challenged me in front of people. Embarrassed me.She needed to learn who owned this school.“Are we not going to class?” Julius finally asked, his

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  • Rich Love    CHAPTER FOUR

    Carolyn’s POVI should have expected this.The moment I stepped into the school hallway, I could feel the stares. The whispers. The judgmental looks.Something had changed.Tina, walking beside me, froze mid-step as she pulled out her phone. Her face turned pale.“Carolyn…” she whispered.I frowned. “What is it?”She hesitated before turning her phone toward me.My heart dropped.On the school’s WhatsApp group chat, a single message from J.J. sat at the top, pinned for everyone to see:> “We hate Carolyn, the scholarship girl.”Below it, hundreds of messages had flooded in overnight.SS2 Cynthia: LMAO, she really thought she belonged here?SS1 Malik: J.J. says we hate her, so we hate her.SS3 Sandra: Maybe if she begs, we’ll let her stay.SS2 Tayo: Who does she think she is?SS1 Emmanuel: Scholarship kids shouldn’t even be in Covent High.SS3 Raymond: She slapped J.J.? She must be crazy.My breath hitched as I scrolled through the comments. It wasn’t just a few students—the entire sch

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  • Rich Love    CHAPTER FIVE

    Carolyn’s POVI had never felt this alone before.Even in the slums, where people whispered about my strange blue eyes and light skin, I had never been treated like this.Like I was a disease.Like I was nothing.The classroom felt smaller, suffocating. Every pair of eyes was on me, waiting for me to snap, to cry, to break.But I wouldn’t.I couldn’t.Tina sat beside me, gripping her pen so tightly that her knuckles were white. She was angry. Probably angrier than I was.But she wasn’t the target.I was.Another paper ball hit my shoulder. I ignored it.Laughter.I heard someone whisper, “She thinks she’s better than us just because she’s smart.”Another voice. “No, she thinks she’s special because she has blue eyes. Maybe she’s wearing contact lenses.”I bit my lip so hard I tasted blood.They were waiting for me to react.I wouldn’t give them what they wanted.Instead, I picked up my pen and continued writing down my notes.---J.J.’s POVShe was stronger than I thought.I had expec

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-17
  • Rich Love    CHAPTER SIX

    Carolyn’s POV I should have felt victorious. I should have been proud that I didn’t let Emma humiliate me without fighting back. But as I stood there in the middle of the silent cafeteria, with strawberry milkshake drying on my skin and icy water dripping from my fingers, I realized something. I hadn’t won. I had challenged J.J. And that was dangerous. He leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, his cat-like eyes** studying me with something I couldn’t quite place. Not anger. Not irritation. Something worse. Amusement. He was entertained. And that made my stomach turn. Because J.J. didn’t get entertained by things he planned to ignore. Emma stood beside me, her entire body shaking with rage. “You little—” She lunged toward me, but before she could grab me, someone grabbed her wrist. I turned, shocked. Julius.His grip was tight, his expression unreadable. Emma yanked her arm back, eyes flashing. “Julius, what the hell? You’re just going to let her ge

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-21
  • Rich Love    CHAPTER SEVEN

    Carolyn's POVI moved through the school gates quickly, keeping my head low.I had fought back.I had humiliated Emma in front of everyone.And now, I was about to pay for it.The weight of my actions pressed heavily on my chest as I walked home. My body was tense, my heart pounding with each step. I had always known that standing up for myself would come with consequences, but I hadn’t expected them to come so soon—or to feel so terrifying.Emma won’t let this go. J.J. won’t let this go.A cold shiver ran down my spine.By the time I reached my aunt’s house, I felt exhausted.The massive two-story mansion stood tall behind the gated compound. The place was beautiful, expensive, perfect—everything I wasn’t.I sighed and rang the gate bell. The security guards recognized me and let me in without question, but the moment I stepped onto the porch and pressed the doorbell, I knew something was wrong.No one answered.I frowned and pressed it again.Nothing.Then, a voice—Emma’s voice—rang

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  • Rich Love    Chapter Forty-One

    The week had been a blur.I spent the remaining days of the week ducking behind lockers, timing my exits from class, avoiding corridors I knew J.J. lingered in. If I saw his silhouette, I turned the other way. If I heard his voice — low and dangerous like a storm cloud about to burst — I held my breath and prayed I was invisible.George became my shadow. A quiet, patient presence I didn’t deserve but couldn’t live without.He didn’t push, didn’t ask too many questions. He just... showed up. Sat with me at lunch. Walked beside me between classes. Took up the seat behind me in every class he could rearrange his schedule for. It should’ve felt claustrophobic. But instead, it felt like a net beneath me. Like something solid holding me up while my world cracked open at the seams.Then came the party.Aunty Pat insisted. She said I needed a proper celebration, a distraction, a reason to smile. I’d argued, but there was no stopping her. She’d invited nearly the entire senior class and decora

  • Rich Love    Chapter Fourty

    J.J.’s POVThe whole afternoon, I couldn't get the image out of my head.George.Carolyn.In his arms.Her face buried against his chest. Her arms clinging to him like he was her damn savior.It made my blood boil.She was supposed to look at me that way.She was supposed to need me.Not him.Never him.I stormed through the school courtyard after the final bell, my fists clenching and unclenching at my sides. I spotted George standing near the bike racks, Julius beside him, saying something I didn’t hear.It didn’t matter.All I saw was red.I stalked toward them, my shoes crunching against the gravel. They both looked up as I approached.George’s jaw tensed immediately, like he knew exactly why I was there.Good."You got a lot of nerve," I spat, coming to a stop a few feet away.Julius stepped between us, raising a hand."J.J., come on, man. Chill. It’s over, alright?"I ignored him.My eyes locked on George’s."I told you to stay out of it," I growled. "You knew what you were sup

  • Rich Love    Chapter Thirty-Nine

    Carolyn's POVThe door slammed shut, and the echo of it reverberated inside my chest, rattling against my ribs like a scream trapped in bone.“No—no—no!” I pounded my fists against the heavy door, my voice already raw from shouting. “Let me out! Tina! J.J.! Please! Let me out!”The walls felt too close. The air was thick, stale, clinging to my skin like a suffocating blanket. My chest heaved, my heartbeat deafening in my ears. I kept screaming, even as my throat burned, even when my voice cracked into ugly, broken sobs. I screamed their names, cursed them, begged—anything to make them come back.But no one came.I don't know how long I screamed—minutes, maybe hours—it all blurred into one long, agonizing stretch of terror. My fists grew sore and numb from hammering the door. My voice gave out entirely, leaving me gasping like a fish thrown on dry land.And still, the door stayed closed.I slid to the ground, pulling my knees into my chest. My fingernails dug into my arms without even

  • Rich Love    Chapter Thirty-Eight

    J.J.'s POVAs I was in the classroom I was fuming and very upset, I tired to patch things up with Carolyn, tried to show her that I am not the villain or the bad person she thought I was, I tried to show her that I care and that I don't take her for granted but what did she do? she spite it right back at myself. I had to take advice from the internet just to make things right with her but it did not work. I remember the way I felt as I stood by the school gate, arms folded across my chest, trying to stay cool though the heat of the sun and the fire in my chest both begged to burn right through me. As my eyes scanned the crowd of students coming into the school restlessly until they locked on her—Carolyn. When. I saw her, she was, walking into the school building like I didn’t exist, like the hundred times we have spoken to each other even though it was mostly kinda a master-slave type of relationship but it was something, it ought to have meant something—anything—she can't ignore it

  • Rich Love    Chapter Thirty-Seven

    Carolyn’s POV The next morning, I woke up before my alarm. Again. My sleep had been shallow, broken by strange dreams and memories I hadn’t chosen. J.J’s face when I slapped him. His smirk folding into something almost… wounded. Julius defending me. Tina walking past me like I didn’t exist. It all spun in my head like laundry in a washing machine, leaving me tangled in sheets and thoughts. I wanted to cry. But I didn’t. I was done crying. I dressed slowly, making sure every button of my shirt was straight. Every edge of my skirt smooth. I even brushed my hair twice as long as usual. Because if the world was going to stare at me today… It wouldn’t be because I looked like a mess. By the time I got to school, the usual hush that followed me had returned. Students stepped out of my way like I was carrying something contagious. Some whispered. Some pointed. Others simply stared. I ignored them all. J.J was by the school gates when I arrived. He loo

  • Rich Love    Chapter Thirty-six

    Carolyn's POV I didn’t look back.Even though my palm still burned from the impact.Even though my chest was pounding so hard I thought I might collapse.I kept walking.Because if I stopped, I knew I’d break.Not because I regretted it.No—never that.But because slapping J.J felt like releasing years of quiet pain that I never even realized I’d carried.The weight of people talking at me instead of to me.The sting of being looked at like a burden wrapped in a scholarship badge.The ache of every time someone like J.J made me feel like my worth depended on their approval.That slap was for every time he made me feel like nothing.It was for Tina.It was for me.By the time I stepped off the school grounds, I was trembling. Not with fear—but with adrenaline. It felt like I had cracked open something I didn’t know existed inside me.A voice.Power.The ability to push back.But the moment I entered the bus heading home, all that fire dulled into fatigue.My shoulders slumped.My knee

  • Rich Love    Chapter Thirty-Five

    J.J's POVThe class corridor hadn’t felt so still in a long time.The usual buzzing voices, sneaker-squeaks on tile, slamming lockers—all of it faded into silence the moment Carolyn’s hand hit my face.A sharp, stinging silence.And yet—All I could hear was my own heart pounding.She slapped me.Again.The second time now.And God help me, something inside me liked it.Not because I enjoyed the pain. Not because I was some masochist. But because for the first time in what felt like years—someone saw me.Really saw me.I blinked slowly, barely registering the heat on my cheek.Carolyn was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling like she’d just sprinted a mile. Her hand still hung at her side, fingers trembling slightly.But her eyes—those furious, wounded, sky-blue eyes—burned into mine like acid.“You’re disgusting,” she spat.Her voice wasn’t loud. But it didn’t need to be.It sliced through my chest like a scalpel.“You think this is power? You think being feared makes you

  • Rich Love    Chapter Thirty – Four

    Carolyn’s POVTina didn’t even look at me in the hallway.She passed by like I was air—no nod, no smile, not even a flicker of hesitation. And that hurt more than anything J.J had ever done to me directly.Because Tina?She was my safe space.My softness.The only person who didn’t treat me like a scholarship case or a project or a punching bag.Now she was gone.And for what?I didn’t need anyone to tell me J.J was behind it. I didn’t need to ask.It had his fingerprints all over it.The kind of control that left no blood but broke bones all the same.I sat in the back of class that morning, eyes fixed on my textbook but seeing nothing. Even when the teacher asked a question, my voice barely left my throat.“Carolyn?” she prompted again.“I—I’m sorry, ma,” I whispered.She sighed and moved on.That was how the whole morning went.Like I was disappearing.And I was letting it happen.Until I decided I wouldn’t.Not anymore.I waited for the final bell.Waited until I saw him in the co

  • Rich Love    Chapter Thirty-Three

    J.J’s POVI pulled into my usual spot, engine humming softly beneath my fingers. For a second, I stared out the tinted windshield, watching the school building loom in front of me like some perfect, silent statue. The same school where I reigned. The same halls that whispered when I passed. The same place where no one dared to defy me—at least, not for long.But today, someone was waiting.Tina.She stood by the edge of the curb, arms crossed, shifting nervously. Her uniform was neat, her braids tied with a red ribbon, but there was something about her posture—rigid and too still—that told me she wasn’t just here to say hello.I debated driving right past her.She wasn’t worth my time.She was Carolyn’s friend. That already made her a problem.But as I pulled into the spot and cut the engine, I saw her step forward.And I didn’t like that.Not one bit.I grabbed my bag, slammed the car door, and began walking, ignoring the way her eyes followed me. She stepped in my path.“J.J, please

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