All Chapters of Boyfriend for Sale: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

Author's P o V~~~ Earlier the next day, Shantal woke up with unusual excitement bubbling inside her. She went to the kitchen first thing in the morning but was greeted with nothing there. She looked around her without knowing what exactly she was looking for and for some unknown reason she felt empty inside. Her eyes kept on searching for  something that she could hardly accept for herself. Not long after, she found herself reading a book at her living room, when in fact she was not fond of it in the first place. Every now and then, her eyes would dart to the direction of the door as though she was waiting for someone to open it and barged inside her house. "It is not like I am waiting for him, okay?!" She said to no one in particular. It was as if she was trying to explain herself in the air. "It was just that, he was so bold yesterday when he told me that he will come

ALEX's P o V ~~~     I woke up early just like any of the other days. Ever since Shantal feel better, I always made sure to wake up early than my usual schedule to allow more time for myself to prepare her food. However, just as when I was on my way to her house, I got involved to a small traffic accident; I lost my consciousness as a result of it and ended up sleeping for the most part the day but when I woke up, I was good to go. The nurse that assisted me told me that I should be thankful that all I get was a sprained ankle out from that accident. Thank Goodness After they let me out of the hospital, I went straight to Shantal's place. It might have took me longer than usual, adding the fact that I was now having a hard time moving due to my injury, but  at least, I still remained true to my words about coming to see her on a daily ba

SHANTAL's P o V~~~   Yes, I hated Alex more than words could say. But it was also just as painful to me as it was to him whenever I see him hurting. So before I could even hurt him more than I already did, I decided to keep my distance from him by running away, just like what I would always do. However, what I did not expect was when, this time, he ran after me. He pulled me back by my arm as soon as he caught up to stop me and in between his labored breath, he asked, "I have a lot to tell you, will you listen to me now?" But right at this point, I still don't have the open mind necessary to give him a chance to explain himself let alone put myself in a position where I could understand him with empathy. So I gave him a big 'NO' right to his face. "No." Plus there was this fact as well t

SHANTAL's P o V~~~~     "Shall I tell you what I did before you arrived?" I wanted to laugh at my own foolishness the moment I recalled how I made myself a clown today. "I waited for you. I waited for you like a lunatic! I waited for you all day while disregarding my pride and that is why I hated myself for doing that. Because again, I let you to make a fool out of me." The more I speak, the louder my voice became to the point that I already felt like I was about to go deaf because of the sound of my own voice. Every words I said was laced with equal amount of pain and hatred enough to put anyone's mind in distress. Yet all I get was a sheepish reply from Alex. "I am so sorry." He already tried to apologize and humbled himself before me but for some reason, that only

SHANTAL's P o V~~~ I am both laughing and crying at the same time and I feel like at this rate, I am so close if not about to go insane. Alex and I were also shaking hard as a result of bawling our eyes out. But I no longer care about his pain; all I know was mine.I am in deep pain and I am hurting in the worst possible way. I am angry and I am really, and badly mad. I hate Alex, but more than anything else, I hated myself for being affected and feeling all of these."Why are you crying? To prove to me that you are indeed a human? That is both despicable and disgusting. Get lost!"My heart was in so much pain, it hurts. I wanted him to feel my pain. I wanted to hurt him too! So I pounded my fists against his chest as I said those words, yet he remained unmoved. I saw his effort to stop himself from crying but his shoulders were still shaking. Slowly, my eyes were starting to see his pain. The pain that was