All Chapters of Dirty Little Heart: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

“Are you?.”“Serious? Always, Ms May.”“But.. How can we possibly pull that off? I mean..I..”Ethan turns his body to me, gazing deep into my eyes before making them fall on my lips. He cups my face with both his hands.“This is going to be perfect if you want it to be, Ms May. If not, I can arrange a room for you in Hotel.”“Oh no, I can’t ask you to do that, No..”“Oh, don’t worry, the hotel would be one of mine.”“You own a hotel?”Ethan chuckles and kisses my forehead.“I own a lot of hotels, Ms May.”“Sure you do. But I can’t. I wouldn’t feel okay with it. It feels more like... charity.”“We can work with that,” Ethan says.“What do you mean?”“I’ll hire you as my 24/7 personal assistant. You can use the room I usually stay in at the hotel, and we can work on business files which I can gain help with whenever I need you, together. This way, you’ll be working for me. That won’t be called charity. So. what do you say?”I thought about this because I don’t know how many minutes. Eve

As much as I wanted to deny the fact that Clara got on my nerves, I couldn’t, because she did. Her not meaning shit to me and whatever she’ll do won’t affect me. I was more scared at the thought of losing Jonathan.It's possible that Jonathan would be affected even if Ethan wasn't. Despite my presentation as someone who doesn't care much, I actually cared about both of them. I may not present myself as a caring person. But to tell you the truth, I cared about both of them equally. And that put me in a difficult situation.I was just standing outside Jonathan’s Office trying to get in, but I stopped. I couldn’t bare to face him like this, lying to his face.I shook my head, and I almost turned back to get out of there when Jonathan opens the door instantly, startling me.“Woah, I knew I saw a reflection.”“Jonathan, you scared me.”“Umm, sorry?” He smiles and gives me a sign to ask what I was doing here.“Were you... eavesdropping on me?” He asks.“Why would I eavesdrop on you?”“To ma

The police didn’t waste their time. They came in first thing in the morning. Of course, for now, I kept the note hidden. I just wanted to get this over with. Involving the police there was the last thing that I wanted to do experience.They asked me to wait in the room with plain white walls and a mirror at the front. So that’s what they call an interrogation room. I wait there for a while with a feeling that I was being constantly monitored. After a few minutes or so, this police officer comes in with a mug. He placed it in front of me while sitting in his chair.“Some coffee. I thought you might need it. We called in early, I know. But I hope you understand this is how case procedures go.” He says.I smile and nod, trying to keep my secrets to myself.“First, I’m Rick Anderson. I do the questioning around here.”“Please, Feel comfortable. Think of it as a simple chat of trying to get to know each other. The only difference is, I want to know what and why Ms Polinski would do such a

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to..I...”“It doesn’t matter now.”He carefully snatched the box from my hands and gazed into it.“I’m gonna go. I called my driver. He’s already outside.” Ethan says.“What about your?..”“He brought some spare clothes, Ms May. Thank you for the shake.”He walks out of his room as I follow behind him. Ethan opens the door and I could have a glimpse of a man standing with an umbrella. Just as he watches Ethan coming towards him, He opens the car door and grabs a spare shirt, giving it to him.Ethan wears it and goes inside the car in the passenger seat while the other guy, in driving. And they drove off. Ethan didn’t even look at me before going. I close the door behind me and I lean into it.“Ethan had a fiance? If he did.”“Where is she, now?”It was getting a lot late, so I just went back to sleep. I guess the rain is getting to me. I wasn’t feeling all that good. Sure Angelica, for you, walking in the rain is dramatic, huh? Now see what you did to yoursel

Why.. Why would she lie to me? I mean...Nat? Attempting suicides again and again? I don’t believe it. I just don’t. At first, I thought maybe I should respect her privacy and just let it go.But will she tell me the truth about.… this? You don’t ask a convict why you killed that stranger for no reason. There’s only a 0.00001% chance one of them would tell the tale.But Nat? I don’t know. Maybe I’m just overthinking it all over again. But I needed to know. Reading her diary may help prevent this from happening in the future. If I could just find out the reason.I flip the pages, and at first, I couldn’t find shit. I turned and turned and turned and there wasn’t anything that already didn’t know. I was nearly about to give up when I finally read this. The day we were going to shop together. When I...Dear Diary.Today, Angelica and I went shopping together. We stopped by a coffee shop where the guy server was eying her and asked for Angelica’s number. I wanted to stop their conversation