All Chapters of Resisting My Ex-Bully: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

My stupid plan forced me to stay in the damn ladies' room for more than thirty minutes. I was certain that whoever Ryuu sent as his replacement was currently looking for me, but I decided I didn't care. This was far more important, so I was going to let him or her wait, even if I had to come up with a good lie to explain my absence, like having sudden diarrhea after eating too much chocolate cake…I pressed my ear against the door, realizing that I no longer heard any voices. “Finally,” I groaned before cautiously opening the door and stepping out of the ladies' room.I sighed in relief as I looked around and found the corridor empty. Now that the programmer and his friend were gone, I could only hope my phone was exactly where I'd left it. Pretending to admire the tall plant, I walked over to the pots, certain I looked absolutely ridiculous. Yet, I pushed my acting skills beyond my personal best, putting on a show for… absolutely no one but surveillance cameras and whoever might have

“I told him... to trust me,” was all I was able to choke out as a thick stream of tears covered my face.Kaiden shifted, shielding me from the horrific sight. “It's not your fault,” he whispered, cupping my face and forcing me to look at him. “None of it is your fault.”I sucked in a ragged breath and wiped my tears away. In the corner of the room, I spotted two bags—his packed belongings. He was waiting for us, and we... we'd shown up too late.Careful not to leave any trails or bloodied footprints, Kaiden stepped around the body. Then he crouched down and touched Yichen's skin. “The body's turning cold. He's been most likely dead for a while.”My heart rose to my throat. “No… that's… that's impossible.” I stared at Kaiden, shaking my head. “H-he texted me back. He replied…”“Josie…” Kaiden sighed and placed his hand on my shoulder. “Anyone could send this text. They most likely took Yichen's phone, and—” His words drowned in the violent roar of police sirens.Our heads snapped towar

I saw several guards look at me with a certain dose of disbelief as I strode through the courtyard, heading to the main gate. Luckily, none of them was foolish enough to try to stop me. Then again, they didn't try because they didn't receive an order, and I was certain my every step toward the gate had been noted and would be included in the report they'd give Yan Hao.And yet, I met the guards' gazes in a silent challenge as I walked forward. I was done. Gunner had learned of the existence of undeniable evidence. A man swore he had footage proving that Yan Hao had committed murder—an execution performed on American soil. Had Gunner found it, we could have set a perfect trap for Yan Hao, sending him to prison for the rest of his life. Yet, if I confirmed that the fuckers trying to kill Josie and Kaiden had been sent by Yan Hao, I would rather kill him with my bare hands.A black Porsche stopped in front of the gate, a grinning Asian stepping out. “Killian! Long time no see!” He spread

I wrapped my arms around Killian's waist and inhaled his scent, slightly mixed with gunpowder. Tears streamed down my cheeks, and for a moment, nothing mattered—nothing aside from him, his scent, and his touch. “I heard... shots,” I whispered, leaning my head back to face him.“I killed that fucker,” he murmured.A chill ran down my spine. He said one... I swallowed hard. “There were two,” I breathed out, stepping back. “This other one—”I didn't get to finish as the sound of quick steps echoed from the side of the nearby stairs. “Fuck,” Killian let out a low growl, pushing me behind him as he reached for his gun. Then he motioned his chin at the nearest door. It most likely led to some technical room. “Hide there,” he whispered.I didn't have time to argue as the other man ran into the corridor, shooting. Killian aimed his gun at him and fired before grabbing my hand and hauling me into the room. He stopped on the threshold, shoving me further inside. “Stay there and don't move!” he

“Say that again,” I whispered, nuzzling Killian's bare chest.He kissed the crown of my head. “I love you.” His arms moved up and down, his fingers grazing my back. “I should have said it sooner... I don't even know why it took me so long.”“We both should have said it sooner,” I murmured, lifting my head to meet his gorgeous green eyes. “I've known how I feel about you for a long time.”“Now you say it.” His arms tightened around me, pressing me against his firm, sculptured body.“I love you.” My voice trembled as if the mass of emotions hidden in those words was too enormous to turn into a sound.He gave me one of his breathtaking smiles and kissed me. My lips were dreadfully swollen, but I didn't care. I wouldn't mind staying like this—in this bed and in his arms—for the rest of my life. I couldn't have been more grateful for this temporary bliss, a distraction from what was coming.I knew that once we left this cottage house, we would return to pretending. Just two more days of ly