Semua Bab The Bad Boy's Dirty Little Secret: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Chapter 81: Threats and MistakesKai’s P.O.VWhat if Night had already misunderstood the situation? I realized that the look of shock on Night’s face was slowly turning into anger as he started at the woman. Suddenly, that sense of dread in the pit of my stomach intensified until I was left grasping at straws for a few moments, not knowing what I could do to make this situation better.My blood ran a little bit colder when I realized the implication of Night thinking I was getting on with this girl, so I struggled to voice out my excuse, forcing my voice past the lump forming in my throat. “Night! Thank god you’re here; you gotta help me get this drunk lady off my back. She thinks I’m her ex. She keeps trying to cling to me. I swear…this isn't what it looks like.”For a second, I thought Night would laugh before helping me with the ridiculous situation I was in. Instead he seemed… angry.He had his eyebrows furrowed, his jaw clenched so tightly that I was worried he would hurt his tee

Chapter 83: No Matter WhatNight’s P.O.VI watched with raised eyebrows as Kai heaved, his breath coming in pants as he got everything out of his system.“Are you done?” I asked coldly when he fell silent, and he fixed me with his sharp gaze, his jaw clenched and hands fisted at his sides. There was intense anger in his eyes, but the pain in them was unmistakable.The sight of his hurt somehow pulled me a bit out of my own angered daze and I took a deep breath, closing my eyes momentarily to regain my composure.Nothing good would ever come out of fighting fire with fire. I was standing here before him to try and fix things between us, not make it worse. So punching our way out may seem like the easy way to get frustration out, but it definitely wasn’t rational.I tried to soften my expression. “If you must know, I never planned on going back to my “old, fancy life” or marrying Rosalie the way my parents wanted me to,” I said, trying my best to keep my voice even so as to avoid furthe

Chapter 85: One Bad News after AnotherKai’s P.O.VI woke up early the next day, nudged awake by my own brain, who thought it would be funny to replay the moment Rosalie approached me at the gates of the university.Reliving the nightmare all over again wasn’t my ideal way to get up, but now that it was stuck to my mind, I was guessing this was going to be one of the many nights that I was going to witness this scene.Night was fast asleep beside me. He had shifted away at some point in the night, his back against me as he curled in on himself. Carefully detangling myself from the blankets, I stood up from the bed, before covering him up and tucking him in. He needed to rest after everything that happened.I went to the kitchen to make breakfast for us, my mind going from my encounter with Rosalie to Night’s confession last night. I opened the cupboard and took out a box of Kraft Mac and cheese, because I was feeling like having some Mac and cheese today and I couldn’t be bothered wit

Chapter 87: Emotional DistressKai’s P.O.VI thought the worst was over; I thought that even if the war had not yet been won, at least the battle had been triumphed. I thought I had been silly for worrying about how this whole thing was going to affect Night as well as my relationship with him.I had been entirely convinced that Night was actually unbothered by this whole thing, but it seemed that he wasn’t. And it was around the afternoon of the same day when things suddenly went downhill.He had gone to the washroom to shower, while I was studying for a test that came right after the Campus Hotshot contest. I had been trying to fit this into my schedule for a while now, and was only able to work on this today.And so, I took out my notebooks and sat on the table to work on my test while Night showered, but all of a sudden, there was this crash in the bathroom that shook the floor slightly.Startled, I looked up from my notes and scrambled to my feet, knowing that something might hav

Chapter 89: A Clash of WillsKai’s P.O.VThe living room was decorated to perfection, almost as if the whole place came straight out of a high-end lifestyle magazine. Comfy, oversized sofas with soft, embroidered pillows were centered around a sleek marble coffee table, catching the light from a stunning crystal chandelier overhead.The walls featured eye-catching modern art, adding pops of color against the room's more neutral-toned velvet curtains. Huge windows let in tons of natural light, showing off the manicured garden just outside. From the cozy fireplace to the shiny hardwood floors, every part of the room felt stylish yet super welcoming.But all that grandeur was not the thing that left me stunned. It was the sight of the three people before me, as if they were waiting for me this whole time.There sitting on one of the sofas, was Jonathan, and beside him was his wife, as well as none other than Rosalie.Now that I saw her again, this time in a proper light and all dolled up