All Chapters of Mrs. Noah's Boy: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Cara was all smiles. Never in a million years did she think that she was going to be hanging out in public with Cyrus. Although it was uncomfortable for her since Cyrus was a public figure and almost everyone in the mall, everyone including some paparazzi had their attention on them. As they made their way past a store, a group of highschool girls jogged up to them with grins and giggles. Crystal stopped herself from rolling her eyes when one of them stood between her and Cyrus. She crossed her arms and watched as the fangirls fawned over a smiling Cyrus. He took pictures with them and signed on their bags, shirts and even their arms. Crystal almost dragged them away but held herself back. When the girls left, Crystal scoffed and started to walk away. "Crystal?" She ignored him and continued to walk. She stopped to stare at a dress on a mannequin and held her breath in shock when Cyrus stood so close to her that she could feel his bo

Later that night after having dinner alone in the kitchen, Crystal walked into her bedroom and found James sitting with his head bowed. She stared at him for some seconds before walking towards the direction of the bathroom. She saw him raise his head and the tired look in his eyes made her worried for a moment. "Crystal... Can I talk to you, please?" She stopped and turned around with a dry expression on her face. She shifted her weight to her right leg and crossed her arms, waiting for him to speak. "You have one minute to speak," she said and he chuckled. "What's funny?" "Oh. Sorry." He walked up to her and cleared his throat. "I am really sorry for speaking to you in that tone of voice. I feel like shit and I hope that you forgive me. I really love you, Crystal and I want this to work. All I ask is that you forgive me. I was stupid for telling my family our business and I promise I won't do it again." Crystal kissed

Crystal barged into her room and slammed the door shut. She panted hard and fast as she thought back to what Cyrus had been saying in the gym. She tried to push back his words and erase the imagination of who the woman was out of her head. "Why do I always hurt myself? I should remember that he has other people in his life and won't suddenly notice me and leave all these people," she said and walked over to the bed. She sat down on it and sighed, pushing away every thought of Cyrus out of her head.Some hours later, Crystal woke up to the sound of music thumping through the walls of the mansion and muffled voices. She scanned the dim room, wondering where the noises were coming from. It was after some seconds that she remembered that Cyrus was having a party. With a deep groan, she threw the duvet off her body and sat up on the bed."Did he have to be so loud with it?" She asked herself as she stood up from the bed. Crystal walked straight to the balcony in the corner of the room and

Crystal spun around and saw Cyrus standing right behind her, at the opened door of the house. He had a scowl on his face which made her confused for some seconds before she faced her husband. James was all smiles, with the key of the car dangling in his hand."What do you mean, Cyrus?" James demanded. "I'm trying to win my wife back. What's your problem with this?""I mean... You have issues with your wife and the first thing you do is to get a fucking car?! No offense, uncle but it doesn't make any sense. Does Crystal look like someone who fancies such lavish things?" Cyrus asked.Crystal felt her heart flutter at the words that came out of his mouth. She could see from his darkened eyes how serious he was which had her believing that he was defending her."Excuse me? I should take such advice from you who spends thousands of dollars on whores? Listen, I'm trying to get my wife to forgive me and I don't care if I have to buy cars worth $800,000 or more to make her happy. So, honey. P

Crystal made her way into their suite and inhaled at the cool air from the air-condition. She looked around the room, loving the grey and white themed living room. The room consisted of leather chairs surrounding a glass coffee table. A large flat screened television hung on the wall, almost occupying the wall. There were miniature statues in almost every corner of the living room.Across the room was a kitchen and adjacent to where she stood was a wide sliding door that led to an outdoor pool and the hut tub the receptionist had spoken about. She could see a wooden table with chairs around it. There were potted palm trees outside, close to the rim of the pool. The place gave her a sense of tropical vacation."The room is large. Large enough to contain fifty people," Cyrus said as he walked out of the hallway on her left."I'm glad. At least, it's looking like it's living up to its name," she said and sat down on the chaise lounge close to the door."Are you hungry? I can ask them to