All Chapters of Bidding for love: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Sarah's POV She was gradually getting a hold of her uncontrollable laughter, and I patiently waited for her to say something to me. “You should have seen how pathetic you looked there” She chuckled. I don't understand. “What are you trying to say?” I asked to get more clarity on what she was trying to insinuate. “The way you begged me to trust you. Sarah, you're such a clown” She said. I don't know where the conversation is going. I was filled with bewilderment as I folded my arms and remained in a sitting position. “You actually thought I was going to cry. I just wanted to see if you would tell me something interesting about you and John, but it was a waste” Rosaline said while she continued styling my hair. Out of frustration and anger, I removed her hand from my hair and looked at her reflection in the mirror as she fixed her eyes on me as well. “You think that was funny? I was a bit tense there” I replied. “I don't get the hang of it. Why would you be tense?” She asked curious

Sarah's POVI did not know how to express the amount of shock my brain tried to absorb at that moment. I had gotten a call from John to come downstairs, which I didn't hesitate to oblige. Just to meet a brand new car parked outside the house. He had my name boldly written on the windshield of the car. That was to show that the car was mine. “You have a car my love” He had his arms open while he stood next to the car. I quickly rushed towards him and had myself sink into his warm embrace. I didn't see this coming. “Are you serious? Am I dreaming?” I sobbed softly on his shoulder. He gave me a soft pat on the back while caressing my hair slowly. “Yes, it's yours. Here are the keys” He flaunted it to my face. I wasn't quite acquainted with the skill of driving, so he opted to take the car on a run for me. I entered the passenger side, while John entered the driver's seat. It was a porsche. A four wheel drive. I don't know too much about cars, but I know this one moves very fast.

John's POVI certainly didn't want to lose my life, so I was very careful. A gun was next to my head, and if I made any careless move, he was going to pull the trigger. So silly of me not to have realised that Marshal could do something like this. “Stay back. I will shoot” He shot the gun upwards, threatening them that he had the grit to kill me. Fortunately for me, I had quite a sound knowledge about combat. Disarming him was easy. First, a hit from my elbow to the right side of his stomach. That hit affected his liver. I quickly used that advantage to disarm him of the gun. Poor Marshal was now at my mercy. He went on his knees, as he groaned from the pain of that hit. “I am sorry. I will bring your money now” He pleaded. I wasn't in the mood to just let somebody who tried to kill me like that. “You're no longer in a position to set terms here. I am going to tell you what to do” I said firmly. My boys went ahead and carried him back to the chair he was tied to earlier. Th

Sarah's POVI don't know how he entered the car, but there he was. An armed man. He ordered me strictly not to look back.He already pointed a gun at me, right at the back of my head. “What do you want from me?” I asked nervously.My limbs were already shaking, and I had started sweating profusely. Simply as a result of the overwhelming fear of losing my life.There was no doubt that his gun was loaded, and I couldn't tell if he was against killing me or if he was here to kill me.“Just keep quiet” he shushed me immediately. I couldn't shout anyway. There was no use.My head could get blown off with his bullets before help will arrive.Just then, John opened the door and entered the car. He then placed another gun behind John's head and asked him to quietly sit down.“Now, lock the doors, ” he said. John turned to look at me, and he realised I was in the same condition as him.He tried turning back, but the man gave him the same instructions. John didn't dare to turn anywhere.Between

Sarah's POVIt was a heartfelt moment. I just cringed to mum in a tight hug.I couldn't hold back the flow of tears, and she couldn't either.After a little while of some emotion filled moment, we went into the house as I dragged my luggage with me.We took a seat on the sofa, as I prepared to entertain any question my mother was going to throw at me.She wiped off her tears and raised her face to look me in the eyes. “Where have you been, Sarah?” She asked calmly.I could see the pain in her eyes. The pain of having not seen her daughter for months now.The last time we met, I was not sure it ended up in a good way. I can't remember much from the incident.“Mum, it's a long story. But I will try to be brief” I replied. There was no way I could opt out from telling her what she needed to know.“There better be a way you can because I deserve a hell of an explanation.” She said firmly.“I have been away working. I tried returning, but my paperwork took some time to get processed.” I ha