All Chapters of Bound by a Prank: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Dalmi couldn’t help but march out of that store. She knew it would look like she was overreacting, but she expected this night to be good, not something like this.Carden Thompson was unreasonable. He brought her there, and he was also the one who told her to pick things to design her room, but he wouldn’t allow her to select the quantity she wanted.She would make it pass if that

When Dalmi finished combing her hair, she immediately walked towards their kitchen, expecting to see Carden cooking or eating in the dining room.Earlier, she strode back to her room and took a quick bath before going out again, but when she entered the room, she found nothing but the food and a glass of pineapple juice on the table for only one person. She glanced at the sala and didn’t see her husband.

"Where are you?" it was the first thing Dalmi heard when she answered the line.Carden was inside his office, loosening his tie as he waited for her wife's answer. The meetings for the afternoon were canceled, and he just finished a board meeting, so he thought he would bring Dalmi to a restaurant for lunch.In his mind, Dalmi wasn't able to go to these places anymore, and he wants to pay her back. He was thinking of how he accidentally ignored her just because Farrah Evans, the wife of one of his business partners, was there.He didn't mean to, but he still wanted to take her out."Ah, I'm..." Carden heard some muffled noises on the other line and some low footsteps. "I'm just inside the tower; why did you call?"Dalmi couldn't understand why she has to leave the kitchen just to answer his phone call. She could just click accept without having to jump off the stool, but she found herself leaning on the wall of Casimir's sala.His unit was s

Dalmi had been sitting on the floor now for minutes, but Carden didn't even flinch or make a small move. He was still leaning his arm against the armrest, playing with his lower lip using his index finger while his eyes were on the television. It was like Carden was purposely ignoring Dalmi.The woman glanced at him with her brow arched. The towel was resting on his lap, and the man seemed like he won't bother to do what she commanded.

After parking her car, Dalmi unbuckled her seat belts and reached for her bag to get her lipstick, and glide in lightly on her lips. She sprayed some perfume on her wrist and neck before opening her car's door.In her hand were two cups of coffee and on the other was her handbag. With her two-inched scarpin heels, she strides the way to the tower's lobby."Good Afternoon, Mrs. Thompson!"