All Chapters of Is this love, Mr CEO?: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The earthy tone theme of my room felt like a bad idea when Doctor Martin’s voice echoed, everywhere suddenly turned dull evoking nausea from within me."The only problem is that her fetus is not growing as it should... She needs to rest more, eat more..." The doctor's voice resonated in my head and I remember exhaling sharply.The terracotta-toned walls seemed to be closing in on me, suffocating the breath in my lungs.Elodie's eyes blazed with unimaginable, her glare fixated on me, and my confidence faltered under her scrutinizing glare."I'm sorry, Elodie... I can explain." My voice strained with despair."No, you can't!" She countered, her eyes flared with rage, causing my heart to clench painfully against my chest.The silence between us deepened with each passing moment along with my regret."I can please, give me a chance to explain...""You lied to me, Navy. How could you do that to me? Why would you put me through such pain? Is that what you want? Do you really want me to lose

ROSE’s POVTears streamed down my face as I grappled with the overwhelming memories of my past. “I didn't do it.” The words even though whispered, lost their value in the midst of the heaviness lingering in the room.I didn’t kill my father. Yes, I lied to him. I lied that I never knew him but that was because I wanted to forget. I wanted to forget anything that had to do with him. I wanted to forget that part of my life ever happened, but who knew it would come back to haunt me? Who knew Cecilia would haunt me with my almost forgotten memories?Navy paced the living room restlessly. I could tell from his hardened features that he was slowly losing patience. He wasn’t only losing his patience, he was losing his mind too. His company was just recuperating from the fire case, he couldn’t have other news that his fiancée was an accused murderer.“How could this happen?” He murmured, his voice betraying the fear of uncertainty gnawing at him.I wanted to say it, I wanted to go to h

ROSÉ’s POV“Please, go” I whispered meeting Navy’s piercing gaze with resolve. Cecilia would not stop her tantrums if she didn’t get her way and he knew it too. Reluctantly, he left. Cecilia tagged along, leaping excitedly beside him as they walked towards the waiting car. Suddenly, my phone rang and I was startled. “Paula, hi..” I said, evidently unhappy. “You finally picked up, thank goodness…”“You literally just called,” I interjected,“Nope, this should count as the fourth time.”Lost in thoughts, watching Cecilia take Navy away, I didn’t even hear my phone ring.“Let’s go to a party, Rosé” Paula chimed.“I’m pregnant, Paula. No one wants me at a party” “Rosé, your stomach is barely protruding. No one’s going to notice. Please, I don’t want to go alone… it’s a work thing and my co-workers don’t like me very much”“Paula…” I groaned,“Pleaseeee,” she pleaded, “it’s tomorrow, so you have enough time to prepare…”“It’s tomorrow?” I repeated,“Yes, see how important it is tha

Loud music blared from four speakers positioned on every corner of the hall. When Paula said the party was a work thing, I never imagined a hospital was organizing a fund-raising rave.Paula had been trying to have a private time with me, and I figured she wanted to apologize on behalf of Lydia, but really, I wasn't ready for the conversation. Song after song played and the crowd went wild, wriggling to the beat and other people sang along loudly. I stood there looking lost and out of place, my petite frame a sharp contrast to the energetic surroundings. Worse still, Paula had been busy working and I knew nobody else."I can't take this anymore" I muttered to myself. I held my hands over my ears, squirming uncomfortably amidst the crowd of people. I made my way towards the exit but halted when I felt a firm grip on my wrist.I twirled around, searching for a face behind the hand."Isn't it too early to leave the party?" The stranger yelled over the music.I looked over at the tall

Navy's POV"It's getting colder in Washington is the most repeated sentence online, in conversations, on the news, everywhere..." My deep voice echoed in the silent boardroom.I glanced to my left and the seat where a blogger should have occupied was empty.Even though she had long turned in her resignation letter, I could employ someone else. I wasn't ready to see someone else stand in front of the elevator, I wasn't ready to see articles without her name. I've always kept business and pleasure, but Elodie consumed every being of me."Coveralls," came the first suggestion."No," I snapped,"Ball dresses?""No...", "Think about it, and let me have your ideas and designs in the new week."That ended our meeting and also marked the end of a work week. I waited for my designers to leave one by one until the hall was empty. I released a deep breath as I strolled over to my window.Ever since I waved goodbye to my parents and Lumbar at the airport, going back home became so tasking.Elod