All Chapters of SORRY DEAR EX, IT'S YOUR LOSS, NOT MINE: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Hanna POVHeat suffused my cheeks. How many times will Rowan embarrass me like this?But there’s nothing I can do about it now. Rowan will do anything to subdue me because he thinks the only way to get to Britney is through me. I sighed. At that exact moment, my phone rang. I winced when I saw the caller ID.Without bothering to answer the call, I turned off my phone and got dressed. I self-consciously walked out of the room Rowan sent me last night, tugging at the hem of my skirt. “Does the skirt make you uncomfortable?” Rowan’s voice startled me. I almost jumped in nervousness. “Relax. It’s just me.” My breath hitched when his eyes started to roam around my body. “I am sorry, that’s the only clothes I have. Don’t worry. I will fetch you from work later to shop for your clothes.” At the mention of work, my body froze. “Can you not do that?” His brows arched. Rowan looked like I said something offending. “And why is that?” Rowan’s eyes narrowed, and I gulped for lack

Hanna POV After the initial shock, I turned around, fuming mad.  I don’t care whether my action caused Rowan embarrassment, but given his thick-skinned nature, I highly doubt it.  No one can shake the confidence of that man.  Like his brothers, he was a man secure of his place on Earth.   My action would not leave him in shame.   I only hope that he stops now and retreats.  Unfortunately, my prayers were left unanswered.  And to my utter shame, instead of turning around to leave, Rowan aggravat

Hanna POVAt last, I heard the dial tone.I placed the receiver back in its cradle in relief. I know I am not off the hook yet, and my audacity would bring backlash later, but I decided not to think about it for now. There will be enough time for that from when I return to Rowan’s lair. I resumed working. My hunger had been completely gone, but I did not throw the food bag Rowan sent me. I don’t know, maybe it is a reminder to myself of how long I can endure. Afternoon break, I decided to forgo the employee cafeteria. Instead, I ordered takeout to eat at the pantry. It was cowardly, but I don’t think I was as thick-skinned as Rowan. Unlike him, I can’t walk with my head held high after the stunt he pulled. I was gunning for anonymity when I got here - keeping to myself and never letting anyone know my connection with Briana or my sister Britney. But Rowan shot that aim very neatly, creating disorder in my neat and orderly life away from Redwood. Now, I can fairly assume tha

Hanna POVAll through our ride, Rowan was silent. There was too much tension surrounding us that I kept to myself and stared out the window.Rowan did not make any effort to initiate a conversation between us, and it was fine by me. I was still bristling with his action at the hotel but did not want to start another fight. Besides, Rowan’s silence felt ominous. It was like he was a ticking time bomb ready to explode at the merest provocation. “We’re here, sir.” His driver announced after we stopped outside his mansion. My head lifted to take on the house’s exterior. Until now, I still can’t get over the fact that Rowan owns a mansion in Vegas. Curiosity abounds in my head. My tongue itched to ask, but I remembered I hated him and clamped my mouth shut.I did not wait for the driver to open my door. I clambered out of the car without turning back to see if Rowan did the same. I marched inside the house and hurriedly climbed the stairs to my room.“Hanna.” The warning in Rowa

Hanna POV“No.” The refusal was out of my lips even before I was able to process it in my head. The vehemence in my reaction startled Rowan. His face shifted. He looked at me ominously, and I shrank back in fear. “I don’t take no for an answer, Hanna.” His voice sounded low and dangerous. Despite that, I quelled the raging emotions inside me. Even though my hands itched to slap him, I refused to give in to my feelings. Rowan and I needed to thresh this through like two adults. I shook my head. I won’t let some man use my body for his pleasure, even if my body craves his touch. “This is manipulation and coercion. I won’t be manipulated and coerced.” I told him fiercely.“I am giving you a way out. Would that be so hard when we both know how much your body wants me?” His voice became sultry.The hands-on my waist tightened until the valley between my br*asts cradled his head. He sniffed through my clothes, sending shivers down my spine. “Rowan!” I pushed him away, afraid o