All Chapters of Loving The Man I Wanted To Hate: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Phillip’s POV After I spoke to Rebecca I called a florist and asked him to deliver a bouquet of flowers to her. I called the estate security to tell him to be expecting the delivery man, and to let him in. I didn’t want him calling the house and spoiling the surprise.Then I sat back dreaming of what I had planned for the evening. I was going to make Rebecca’s last few days in the mansion memorable.Frank came in not looking very happy.“What are you smiling about?” He asked suspiciously.“Nothing. Why are you looking so grumpy, anything the matter?”“Rebecca is leaving to go and live with Sandra Martins, I don’t think that is a good idea.” “Why not?” I asked.“Celine and her dad. That’s why not. How can you even allow such a thing? You should have said no.”“Rebecca is not my slave nor my kid. She is an adult, free to make her own decisions. If she feels living with Sandra is what she wants then who am I to stop her?”“But it is a bad idea!” He insisted. “Celine and her dad are st

Becky’s POV What just happened? I screamed in my mind. A sudden chill flushed over me, and I realized I was still half dressed. Red with embarrassment, I quickly pulled up my sleeves, then sat on the edge of the bed thinking where I had gone wrong.I had followed Jenny’s advice. She called me earlier in the evening while I was getting set.“Okay, so what do you want to talk about?” She asked.“I am moving out in a few days, your aunt has invited me to stay with her,” I began.“Really? That is great!”“Do not fuss. I am certain that it was your idea in the first place,” I said.“No honestly, it wasn’t. I admit I did consider it, but when I brought it up Aunt Sandy told me she had already invited you.”I was surprised, I had thought Jenny was behind it all along.“So when are you moving in with her?” Jenny asked.“On Saturday. But tonight, Phillip has arranged to take me to dinner, and I think he will try to… you know what I mean... kiss me a little more. “I stammered.“What do you me

Becky’s POV “What is wrong Rebecca? Have you finally gone dumb?” Celine asked mockingly.Her sharp voice jolted me back to reality. I was surprised and scared by what I had been imagining.“Leave me alone, Celine,” I said, and pushing past her, I ran out of the mall“No matter what, I wasn’t going to let her goad me into a fight,” I thought. If I had known that I would bump into her, I wouldn't have come. I started looking around for a cab. I got one and jumped in. I was halfway home when Frank called me. I had forgotten all about him in my hurry.“Where are you?” He asked.“Sorry Frank, I am on my way home.”“Home? Is everything okay?” He asked, alarmed.“Something came up. Please, I will call you later.”“What? Is it to do with Anna?”“No. I am not feeling so good,” I lied.“Sorry about that. I guess I will see you later.”“Sure.” I hung up, sighing. What was wrong with me? I was thinking all sorts of crazy things. I couldn’t wait for tomorrow, maybe time away from here would do m

Becky’s POVI swallowed nervously as the man who I suspected had trailed me some weeks ago stared right at me. Although he was trying not to show it, I knew he recognized me too.“Excuse me,” he muttered, and walked down the hallway.I watched him go, wondering who he was, and what he was doing here. Did he work for Sandra, or was he here because of me? Or is it Davis that he works for? I shook my head, knowing I was being ridiculous, but I couldn’t help it.I went into the large living room, and sat on the plush sofa, then started looking around.There were a few framed pictures on the wall, mostly of Sandra and her business partners.I went to take a closer look. One particularly held my interest. It was a class photo taken when Sandra was probably in high school. Looking at her reminded me of my class photo, and I smiled. There was a brown haired girl standing next to Sandra. She looked very familiar and I wondered why. Could I have met her at any time? I racked my brain trying to

Becky’s POVI felt my heart fall into my stomach.Sandra noticed my change of expression and smiled.“Don’t be so worried,” she laughed. “What I mean is, you won’t be starting tomorrow like I had earlier intended. That was the head of marketing. I wanted her to create a place for my current PA so that she could step out, and her place would be yours. But she just called to tell me it won’t be possible till Wednesday. So you have to wait a day more. Is that okay?”I nodded, relieved. “Yes. Thank you. I was bothered that you didn’t want me working for you.”“Of course, I do. You have nothing to fear.”We continued talking and enjoyed each other’s company so much that we failed to notice the sun setting, and dusk creeping in until we were called for dinner.After we left the dining room, we sat in the parlor watching our favorite soap opera.“So how do you like your first day with Sandra Martin?” She asked when the show was over.“Perfect. I really enjoyed it.”“Tomorrow. when I get to w