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Winning My Ex-Crush 147: Seeking Forgiveness
Laird’s POV"Why do you act like this again? Why are you still angry? Come on, don't be angry anymore.” She held her breath while persuading me.“I’m not angry at all.” It was a lie, and she knew it.“Accompany me to the toy store to buy a game. Besides, fresh air would be effective in dispelling bad moods. Didn't the Boston team lose the match earlier, too?” She asked, like she knew everything.“Just go away, Fenella.” I tried to close the door one more time, but she pushed it anyway with her strength.“Wait! Going to the toy store might cheer you up. Maybe you'll find a fun game to play later."With enthusiasm, Fenella persuaded me at length. Even I thought she would run out of breath from talking so much."Go to the store by yourself. Aunt Myers and my mom are out, so there's no one at home except me, Lloyd, and dad. I'm exhausted."I tried to dismiss her, but her hands insisted on pushing the door."You have to accompany me, Laird. Today is Adam's birthday, so I have to give him h
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Laird’s POVI arrived at the bus stop in front of Samantha's house. As I passed by, I saw Josh and Samantha just coming out of the house. As soon as they saw me, they waved and greeted me. Josh seemed particularly excited."Hey, Laird! Are you okay?" That was the first question Josh asked me."Hey, Josh, Sam. Not bad," I said, stopping my bike by the roadside without getting off."Hey, I'm sorry to hear about your game this morning," Sam approached me together with Josh."Yeah, it's okay. I'm still confident we'll win next week," I said confidently, contrary to my unenthusiastic gestures."Good if you're still spirited. The winter season games will be tougher," Josh nodded."Yeah, I understand." I accepted the advice from our team's supporters graciously."Did you happen to see Fenella pass by here, Josh?" I asked Josh."Fenella? I don't know; I just got here too. Maybe you saw her?" he asked Sam."Who's Fenella?" Sam asked, confused."Oh yeah, you've never come to the field, so you w
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Fenella’s POVI climbed onto my bike and immediately pedaled as fast as I could. I never expected Laird to be so mean and cruel to me. What did I do wrong? I tried to find the reason several times, but the more I did, the less I knew.He was such an annoying jerk! That arrogant boy should have drowned his head in a pool of ice water!That actually made me sad. Since we're in fourth grade, I've felt Laird's attitude toward me has changed drastically.From childhood until kindergarten, Laird has always been kind and attentive. He always obeyed me and accompanied me wherever I wanted. He even admitted that he preferred playing with me over Lloyd, his own brother.So what has changed now? It was as if she no longer wanted to be friends with me and preferred to be friends with the boys.Now he's so harsh and grumpy. He doesn't want to play with me anymore; he even ignored me as if I were nothing for a whole week. Just because I said I didn't want to watch the baseball game?Fine, I underst
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Fenella’s POV"What? Why?"I was confused when he handed the gift back to me."I'm pleased with your gift, but I think it's too expensive for a regular gift. I feel guilty for burdening you." Adam explained it to me with a sad smile."I'm okay, really. I sincerely wanted to give it to you." I said it hesitantly because his reaction didn't match my expectations."No, Fenella. I can't accept this gift from you. I don't want you to sacrifice your savings to buy me this expensive gift. I can still ask my dad for it." He looked away from me. "Sorry, Fenella. You should return it to the store and get your money back."Everything around me felt dark. I couldn't think, and it felt like the sky was getting darker. I didn't understand. But it felt like I was just rejected.With tears held back, I bit my lower lip hard. Embarrassed by his rejection, I quickly returned to my bike. I put the gift back in the basket and immediately pedaled my bike away without saying anything else.It felt so embar
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Fenella’s POVThe day of elementary school graduation arrived. The students would move on to the junior high school of their choice. The schoolyard buzzed with excitement after the graduation ceremony. We shook hands and congratulated each other.I stood in a corner of the schoolyard. My body leaned against an oak tree as my eyes glanced at Laird, still shaking hands with the boys. We exchanged glances from afar, and I was immediately startled. I turned my back and looked down.No, I still don't think I can forgive myself. I still don't have the courage to face Laird. Even though two years have passed, I still feel haunted by that memory. Truly, I'm just a kid who doesn't understand my own feelings.I sighed and got ready to go home. There's no point in waiting for someone who's ignored me for so long. But as I turned back, I saw Laird walking towards me."Hey, Fenella." He smiled awkwardly with a stiff wave."Oh, hey." I replied awkwardly."How are you?" he asked."Okay, I guess. How
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Fenella’s POVBack to present day…“Oof,” I exhaled from my mouth after placing the boxes containing used books that I would sell at the bazaar this time. I wiped a drop of sweat from my forehead. Since about 9 in the morning, I have been helping my mother prepare our bazaar stand for fundraising. The air still felt freezing cold, but we were determined to raise money to hold a Christmas celebration at the hospital for children. This was one last effort to get donations for Christmas gifts and medical expenses. “I think that's all, Mom,” I said to my mother. She rearranged the pretty trinkets for home decor on the table, covered with a red tartan cloth. “Thank you, dear,” she said with her characteristic smile. My mother was indeed not young anymore, but there was still some beauty left on her face. Her skin was porcelain white but is now adorned with black spots as a sign of aging. Her facial skin had become wrinkled, and her blonde hair had mostly turned white. I imagined that w
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Fenella’s POV“Is it true that you’re going to pay for the items to be given away for free?” An elderly woman gasped, asking for confirmation.“Yes, it’s true. Take whatever you like, and I’ll pay for it.” Alan nodded quickly.“Don’t listen to him!” I tried to hold them back, but the older women were getting more and more excited.“Even this book, will you pay $200 for it?”“Yes, anything.” Alan nodded confidently again.“Oh no, that’s cheating. We are selling them at standard used-item prices,” my mother shook her head.“Yes, but this is my form of donation. Please don’t hesitate. Consider it a Christmas gift from me.”“No, just ignore him! Go away,” I pushed Alan’s body with both hands, but he didn’t move from there. The older women also took my words lightly, as Alan seemed to have won over all their hearts.“God bless you, son.”“What a kind-hearted angel,” the women praised Alan.“Hey! Why are you taking things first? That’s cheating!” Someone apparently took the opportunity whil
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Fenella’s POVHearing Alan's statement, my mouth dropped open. I huffed and shook my head in annoyance. "How could I not do it? You made me fall too deep into the grave you dug for yourself." "Isn't it the other way around? I built a staircase framework for you, but you were the one who knocked it down." He shrugged. His eyes blinked, and it was clear he didn't want to be blamed. "Yeah, yeah, Alan. I know you're trying to provide me with a lot of projects. Even yesterday, Mike said that I was taking on too many projects. Was that your doing?" I squinted at him, and he fell silent. Seeing his reaction, I huffed again and rolled my eyes. Without needing a response from him, I already knew my suspicions were correct. "Hey, Fenella, just calm down." Alan hurriedly tried to stop me from getting angry, but I was already far too annoyed with him. "How could you do that to them? They are all my friends, including Mike. You said you didn't want any toxic people like Kiara in your sacred t
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Winning My Ex-Crush 208: You and I
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Winning My Ex-Crush 207: Objections!
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Winning My Ex-Crush 205: Will You?
Fenella’s POV“Fenella.”“Yes, Laird.”Laird called me right after I arrived at the apartment.“Where are you right now?”“I'm at the apartment,” I replied quickly as I grabbed a glass of mineral water from the dispenser.“Oh, thank goodness. I'm on my way home,” he said.The apartment door opened, and I immediately saw Laird's figure enter. My mouth was slightly agape, with my eyes widening. My forehead wrinkled as I watched him walk in. I glanced at the clock on the table and realized it was 2 p.m.“Fenella,” he called in his distinctively low voice.He stepped inside and met me in the kitchen. I hurriedly set my water glass down on the dining table. For some reason, Laird's face looked different. There was a hint of a happy smile on his face, though the look in his eyes was dark, and I couldn't describe the meaning behind it.“You're home? One second you're calling me, the next you're standing in front of me,” I chuckled.Suddenly, he let down his backpack on the floor. Then he hug
Winning My Ex-Crush 204: Daddy Issues
Laird’s POVI took several deep breaths and let them out. I couldn't help but feel uneasy and anxious, and various bad thoughts were raging in my mind. My hands repeatedly smoothed my tie or combed my hair. Hell, I couldn't calm myself down!This wasn't the first time my father had gone this far. Using bodyguards to pick up other people by force, who does he think he is?I hate his methods. He's called the shark of the legal world for a reason. This is how he acts. Stalking, coercing, and making people bend to his will until they're crushed by Hugo Evans' ambition.Now he was after Fenella. He flew from Boston to New York for her. I just knew it.I almost know what my father wants from my girlfriend. Maybe he wants to tell her to stay away like some of the girls I dated at university. It could also be that he wanted to ask about the case involving me and Malgolm Golden together.Whatever it was, I was waiting for a call or mes
Winning My Ex-Crush 203: Please Don’t Preach
Fenella’s POVMy eyes blinked after hearing Mr. Evans' words. My brow furrowed as I tried to understand his reasoning and failed miserably. I remained silent, but eventually, my heart was stirred to dig deeper.“Excuse me? Why is that?” I asked slowly, being careful not to make a misstep.“Because he helped my enemy,” Mr. Evans replied firmly.Again, I could only blink. An enemy? Yes, Laird had told me how Mr. Golden had an affair with his mother. But wasn’t that ten years ago? In fact, Mr. Evans had been busy with his young girlfriend.Still, Laird had helped to do the right thing. I didn’t want to argue with him, but I began to feel that Mr. Evans' disappointment in Laird was beyond reason.“But he helped capture criminals. He has contributed to the community.” I voiced my opinion again and swallowed to ease my nervousness.“You don’t know anything, kid. He helped my arch-enemy without considering my feelings.” Mr. Evans scoffed in frustration. “How dare he? Sometimes Laird can be u
Winning My Ex-Crush 202: Live Location
Fenella’s POVI willingly got into the black van, leaving Jessy alone on the sidewalk. I was sure he would immediately contact Laird. Maybe he would explain the situation to him, and Laird would call me right away.Sure enough, my phone rang just minutes after the van had driven away from Laird’s office building. I answered the call immediately.“Hello, Laird.”“Hey, Fenella. What is this about Jessy seeing you being abducted by a black van? He said you willingly got into the vehicle and mentioned it was my father’s men.”Laird asked with tension in his voice. His breath sounded hurried on the phone, but I didn’t want to make him more anxious.Well, yes, I was panicking too because suddenly I had been approached by men in black suits who resembled mafia. However, they mentioned Hugo Evans, Laird’s father. I didn’t want to give his father a bad impression, or I would lose th
