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193: Deadly Rejection
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Laird’s POVI was sure I was going to die. My body ached, my face and head hurt, and my stomach was especially painful. The final blow from Alan sent me flying into the metal shelf on the wall. The edge of the rack hurt my temples, and the pain grew stronger. Blood oozed from my temple.Although I wanted to fight the man again, my legs felt weak. I spurred myself to get up, but Alan confronted me. He raised the gun on the floor that we had been fighting over. My breath caught and the pain around my waist became more and more stifling.Slumped on the floor, I summoned up what was left of my strength to fight Alan again. I just didn't know if it would be enough to defeat Alan once and for all.The muzzle of the gun was pointed at my head. I looked into Alan's eyes, right in the center between the gun that threatened me. The man was grinning as if he had already won.I didn't want to give up. I had to save Fenella.My hand slowly reached for the shelf behind me. I don't know what I'm ho
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Fenella’s POV“Fenella.”I woke up when a hand gently touched my head. Slowly, I blink my eyes to see more clearly. I lifted my head and immediately saw Laird’s face.“Uhm,” my neck felt sore, but I was pleasantly surprised to see Laird’s eyes open. He looked at me with his emerald green gaze and a small smile.“Laird!”“Yes, Fenella,” he smiled softly as I wiped my cheek and the corners of my mouth.“Oh, thank God.”I sighed deeply and kissed his forehead for some time. Then I kissed his cheek and quickly pecked his lips. He chuckled softly before suddenly flinching and groaning.“Hey, are you okay? Where does it hurt?”I pulled back, afraid I had hurt him. I immediately examined his bandaged stomach. There was no blood seeping through, and the bandages looked clean.
Last Updated : 2024-09-12Winning My Ex-Crush 197: Home Sweet Home
Fenella’s POV“Okay, easy,” Lloyd soothed Laird.We slowly waited as Laird hobbled up the stairs one by one. The wound on his stomach still hadn't fully healed, but the doctor had allowed him to go home. Fortunately, there was Lloyd, who had a similar posture to Laird. He supported Laird to walk up to his room on the second floor, while I carried Laird's bag of clothes.“Here we are,” Lloyd helped Laird sit on the bed, accompanied by a sigh of relief.“Thank you, Lloyd,” Laird said.“Yeah. No problem.” Lloyd nodded.“I hope you accept the fact that your room is here. Not the house on the other side.” Lloyd grinned as he glanced at me.My face turned red, and I cleared my throat quickly to get rid of the embarrassment. How could I not? Now Lloyd knew that Laird stayed at my house for almost two weeks without a single word to him.“It can't be helped. It's fate.” Laird snorted and shifted his body to sit more comfortably on the bed.“Well, I hope you will be satisfied with Mrs. Myers ta
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Fenella’s POVA week later, all my bruises had healed. There were no more bruises or marks. I could also walk normally without feeling any pain. There was still a faint scar on my cheek, but I was able to cover it with a clear bandage.I also wore sunglasses, just in case there were any paparazzi taking my picture. Scars or tired eyes would stand out in photos, and I didn’t need another scandal cooked up by the media."Is there really no way to get in?" I asked with a deep sigh."No. Everything is being tightly guarded," Jessy shook his head.I rested my chin on my hand, which was propped up on the wooden table. My gaze pierced through the cafe window across from Gene's office. We stared at the office door, sealed with yellow police tape. Two police officers had stood almost all day in front of the office door to maintain the perimeter and prevent anyone from entering."It looks like Gene is really closed," I said weakly to Jessy with a vacant look as my hand fiddled with my iced cof
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Fenella’s POVAnother week passed, and we reached the end of January. Laird was supposed to rest for another month, but he insisted on going to New York. The first reason was that he couldn't stand his father at home anymore. The second reason was that he couldn't help but miss me.I smiled happily as I recalled how Laird whined like a child to go to New York. He didn't want to be separated from me, he said. That's why, now, I spent all day with him resting in his apartment.However, Laird couldn't fully rest in New York. Prosecutor Golden called us several times to request written testimony. After going unheeded twice, we finally answered the official summons on the third call.“Why are you smiling?”Laird's voice woke my reverie. He leaned in slightly to look at my face from the front. His forehead wrinkled and his eyes narrowed suspiciously.“Oh, no, nothing.”I cleared my throat to get rid of my thoughts about how wonderful it would be to stay with Laird all day. This one week was
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Fenella’s POV“Alright, so what should we consider?”My hand tucked the strands of my hair behind my ear. The pen moved quickly to write down each point we had discussed together all day. I made a checklist to keep myself on track with what we needed.“Ready? First, you must legally register the company.” Laird said quickly as his emerald green eyes looked at me and Jessy. This time he sat quietly on the couch and let me scribble on the paper, as opposed to the usual.“What do you need to prepare to apply?” I asked.“I think the first thing is to decide on a company name,” Jessy said back to me.“Well, if you want to get that detailed, then make a company name first.” Laird nodded his head.“Gene?” I suggested, looking up from the paper on my desk.“No. You can't use the same company name as someone else. Gene's company is still legally owned by Alan.” Laird rejected the idea.“What about New Gene? You know, like the New Normal term after the pandemic, remember?” I suggested once agai
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Fenella's POV“Please, have a seat.”Laird invited Jessy and me to sit at the long table in the meeting room. We were being hosted as clients by Laird at the Bell, McNaught, & Evans law firm. After we were seated, Laird left the meeting room to retrieve some documents.“Wow, this office is so spacious and luxurious. I never expected Laird to work here. It’s just like in the movies.” Jessy’s mouth hung open as he looked around the meeting room.“Yeah, imagine he’s willing to give all this up to build Racker’s Bite,” I chuckled.For some reason, I felt proud of Laird’s decision. He had dared to leave his grand and comfortable law office to take a big step in building his own small business. To me, what Laird did was a sign that he hadn’t been consumed by wealth and fame.I hoped he would stay that way.“Hey, let’s take a picture of us. This historical moment needs to be shared with the world on our social media,” Jessy pulled out his phone and started taking selfies of us.Over and over
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