I rolled my eyes. Another scumbag? He flirted with other women yet thought he did nothing wrong. He thought he was just being a good friend, and he gaslit his girlfriend so that he could continue his behavior.What had the world become? How could someone in the wrong guilt-trip the victim while the victim had to swallow it all or risk being called petty? This man's girlfriend should break up with him. He wasn't worthy of her love."Zara, I'm telling you one last time. I can forget about the past. As long as you ask me to come back to you, I'll arrange a meeting between our parents to talk about our marriage. I'll treat you well. But you need to know that Faye is my childhood friend. She's my responsibility."You'll take care of her like I do now."Wait. Zara? So the guy was Chris?Before I could ask, the woman standing next to him suddenly sobbed. "Chris, did I cause you trouble again? I'm so sorry, Zara. I was sick. The doctor said it was serious and I needed someone to take care
Faye was momentarily stunned. Then, she rushed to Chris' side while calling his name and sobbing. I watched with my mouth agape, shocked at how much the couple cared for each other. They sure loved each other deeply."How dare you hit me?""Because you had it coming. You played with a woman's feelings and were unrepentant about it. This serves you right.""Stay out of my business." Chris spat out a mixture of blood and saliva. Then, he scowled. "How dare you hit me, Winston? I'm telling on you.""Pfft, why can't I hit a two-timing guy like you? Telling my dad on me is all you can do, Chris. Go ahead. Tell my dad what happened here. Maybe I should do it instead. He should know what you've done too, you filthy animal."The superhero who intervened was Winston? Why did he intervene? Who was he to Chris? Why did he ask me about Zara? Who exactly was Winston?"You have one minute, Chris. Disappear or I'll cripple one of your legs. You know I can do it," Winston threatened while squint
Winston Moyer, Chris Moyer. I should have noticed the similarity in their last name. I never thought that they were related. I was such a klutz."So, you're the brother of a scumbag. I hope two-timing doesn't run in your blood." I walked around him and shook my head disapprovingly.Winston blushed right away. He wanted to say something, but nothing could be formulated out of his mouth. He could only repeat, "N-No, I'm not like that."Even the eloquent Winston would find himself stammering one day!"So, why did you ask me about Zara? Come clean now. If you lie, I'll give you hell."Winston tensed up. The nonchalance on him disappeared, replaced by seriousness. "Zara is blind. Why would she fall for a douchebag like Chris? I didn't want her to get hurt, that's all.""Really? That's all?" I raised my brows and questioned him."Yes, that's all," he nodded and reaffirmed."Then why are you blushing?" Winston's face immediately turned even redder.Back in the room, several students
For a moment, I wondered why Colin's gait was steady. A drunkard shouldn't even be able to walk straight, no? Then, I was thrown to the bed. Alcohol-scented kisses rained down upon me, not giving me a second to breathe.A slender hand dug under the hem of my lingerie. His fingertips left a trail of electrifying sensation on my body."Babe, I want you so much," moaned Colin hoarsely next to my ears. So seductive was his voice that my very existence shuddered in bliss and nervousness."Say yes, babe. Say you want me too. I want to hear it," Colin growled out the words. His hot breath gave my neck goosebumps. My mind became woozy. There was this emptiness within me that demanded to be filled. It was intoxicating.Did I want it? I asked myself, ignoring the weird sensations his fingers gave my body. Should I say no? But my soul and my body craved something.But two reasons were stopping me from saying yes—embarrassment and fear. My expertise in romance novels taught me everything I ou
I grabbed my phone out of habit to check the time. It was almost 7:30 am. I sure had slept for a long time. And since it was Monday, I had an important lecture in the morning by Professor King. If I was late, he was going to ask me to sub for many of his tutorial classes.The morning lecture would begin at 8:30 am, which left me less than an hour. I opened my eyes brusquely. My hair was uncombed, my body was unwashed, and my breakfast was unprepared. Oh, no! Life became a disaster without Andrew.I turned around and saw that Colin was already awake. He propped his head with his elbow and watched as I let out a scream of pure panic. Other than the joy in his eyes, there was also regret. What was the regret for?I shook my head. There was no time to dilly-dally. I removed his hands on me and scrambled to the bathroom. I showered and only applied moisturizer on my face. I didn't even have the luxury to dry my hair.Then, I gathered whatever books I needed and ran. Colin shouted someth
Staring at my phone's cold, hard screen, dread seized me. I felt like I was being watched by a giant venomous snake. At a quarter past two, I arrived at the conference hall. It was already half occupied when I walked in.Each seat was tagged with the occupant's name and position, as well as their role in the current project. Since I was there to audit, I did not have a seat. I picked somewhere in the back and to the side and sat down.The central desk was a regular, long, rectangular desk. Appearing first on the right was Professor King's tag. Opposite him was another tag emblazoned with a succinct title, director. There was no name, no organization, or even gender. What a mysterious client.Paying it no mind, my eyes looked for Colin. I lifted my head and saw Colin's tag next to Professor King's. It read "Jesselton College's Person in Charge, Colin White." He wasn't there yet.At 2:23 pm, Colin walked in with his team. Donning a black suit and a tight tie, Colin had styled his hai
Inside Jasmine's eyes, I looked disheveled and terrified. I lost. I had never felt this scared in my life. It was as if I was about to lose something. My fingers dug deep into my palms. The pain was the only thing that held me together.Jasmine, who had been gone for more than two weeks, suddenly appeared at the conference Jesselton College placed much emphasis on. Needless to say, she came prepared.Her makeup, her elegant gestures, her confidence, and her mocking grin… All of them were trying to make me feel bad. She did this on purpose.Ever since she told us she'd leave Jinovy, she had been waiting for the day to avenge herself for the humiliation and rejection she had received from Colin and me. She was trying to prove to Colin that turning her away was his biggest mistake.Everyone knelt before the power of money, be it Colin or me. And Jasmine was certainly wealthy enough to toy us around.No wonder Colin, who had only been working for a year at Jesselton College, was appoi
I only had one thing in mind—to walk straight up and confront Jasmine. But as soon as I lifted my leg, Colin seized my wrist. I turned around, confused, only to see Colin suppressing his dissatisfaction and shaking his head.Professor King also appeared behind me from nowhere. Then, he mumbled sternly, "I don't know what got into you today, missy, but you will calm down and not ruin this conference of ours. We can speak afterward."His words were the cold shower I needed. It washed away the fury in my eyes. I then noticed that my unbecoming behavior had already turned the heads of many individuals around me. He was right. Jasmine and I had a personal feud, but that didn't mean I could let it ruin the college's plan.I grabbed Colin's hands for a moment and let go. Then, I left. I didn't return to my original seat, however. I found a seat behind Colin. Professor King glimpsed at me. He seemed to disapprove of what I had done, but he said nothing.Colin hosted the conference calmly a