All Chapters of (Not) His Sugar Baby: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Minutes after Rose had waited in the room, she finally sensed the arrival of another person. The man, the second client, seemed to step towards her while undoing the top two buttons of the polo shirt or collared shirt that was still attached to the body. Without saying anything the man sat on the edge of the bed, right next to Rose. The scent of his body and the chiseled European accent on his face really reminded Rose of someone. Rose's chest tingled a little just remembering the name she hadn't heard in a long time. How's that bastard doing? She asked herself. She wasn't. Rose shook her head vaguely. Why would she think about a man's condition, who clearly couldn't have done the same thing. "Shall we begin, sir?" asked Rose as she tied her hair back. "Of course. Do it for fast. Tomorrow I need to go back to my country." The client by the name of George pu

What is our love never went away? ________________________ "After this I will keep a close eye on you guys. The company's statistics must increase, at least stabilize without decline." "And you, James, I will not hesitate to fire you, if you once again fail to improve the company's finances." "Yes, sir. I will work harder." "Good. Now you may leave." The managers in each division bowed, walking away after facing Theo's fiery anger. Each of them had been assigned the additional task of evaluating and re-planning their divisions. Theo read their retreating movements, waited for the meeting room door to close, and then his attention turned to Amerald who stood by doing nothing. "Now pack up your things from here." "You're being transferred to a branch company as head of human resources."

Aiden sighed wearily. "You're thinking too far, Rose." Then he clucked in displeasure, simultaneously giving Rose a pitying look "Wait here. Don't do anything. I'll go find a doctor." Rose buried her face in her arms, which rested on her knees as Aiden left her alone in the infirmary. She wept bitterly at the thought of a fate that shackled her in misery. How could Theo leave her flesh and blood as a parting gift? What should Rose do when she herself was so consumed with anguish? Should she reach out, looking for the true father who had planted the seed, until it grew into a baby? She didn't. Rose pressed her face deeper. There was no way that could happen. She was sure Theo would be prejudiced, calling her a cheap whore who came begging for money. No, he wouldn't. Rose wouldn't let any insults be

The reflection of the body in front of the mirror showed a great revelation. There was a small creature, which had grown long enough to become a part of her body and life. Rose smiled briefly as the strokes on her flat stomach created a warm sensation. She took a deep breath, slowly coming to terms with her chaotic state, though she never expected to be caring for her flesh and blood alone. Rose had thought she really had the same fate as Bridgette, who had to endure pain. Searching for direction so desperately, and unable to control her feelings of devastation and disappointment. They should have been different. Rose convinced herself not to fall into the trap of wanting to end her life. Bridgette's screams when she found out the truth - she was pregnant from Xelle's rape, still lingered in Rose's mind. she didn't want it to end with her. It was enough that in the hospital she acted like a fo

Three weeks of letting ego triumph over longing was like forcing Theo to fall to the bottom of a cliff-there were so many bushes wrapped around him that he couldn't fight back. Theo sat motionless in front of his laptop. Day after day, he could only monitor Rose's movements from the hacked CCTV. The soundless video presented in front of him, sometimes haunted Theo to do one thing - go and meet her, even though it never happened. He still waited for Rose to call him, just to hear the tenderness that had become his addiction. Still waiting, no matter how easy it was for him to hack into Rose's cell phone, just to water a little bit of the dryness in his heart. Still faithfully waiting, no matter if his patience was fruitless. The woman who was so expected never lived up to expectations. Everything was beyond reason. Supposedly, having come this far, what else did Theo hold on to from his