All Chapters of The Billionaire Boss Wants His Doting Sweetheart Back: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Skylar lay on her bed while staring up at the ceiling, lost in thoughts of the random things that were going through her mind, and making it difficult for her to shut her eyes. Seeping into the uttermost silence that settled in the room, was the soft, rhythmic breathing of Amelia, whose face was buried directly in her neck, and had curled up around her body with her arms like old times. She would close her eyes, and open them again while trying to regulate her own breathing, because it felt like she was suffocating right on that spot, while feeling Amelia's arms around her waist, and her head resting on her shoulder, as if nothing had ever gone wrong between them. But deep down, Skylar knew that something between them had changed even if they tried to ignore it, and the sudden warmth and affection from her felt out of place after the tension they had been through for weeks. Her mind kept drifting back to the dinner they had almost an hour ago, and the light conversation they had a

It was a chilly bright day in the early hours of the morning, which was the kind that made the air feel sharp against Kali's skin as she hurried to the front of the café after she dropped from a cab from across the street. Dressed in a plain black shirt and a pair of big shorts, she shivered slightly as she fumbled, looking for the keys to the café in her cross bag, the exhalation of her breath forming small clouds in the crisp air, as goosebumps formed tiny bumps on her skin. She scurried inside so quickly as soon as she pushed the door open, and the warmth of the room enveloped her instantly, with the familiar smell of roasted coffee beans lingering from the day before. Without wasting further time knowing she still had about an hour till the usual opening time for the café, she flicked on every necessary light in the room, before heading straight for the counter to begin her job for the day, which involved cleaning, restocking supplies, equipment check, menu preparation, inven

Sitting stiffly across from the immaculately dressed woman, Skylar could feel the intimidating aura that Mrs. Adelaide Hamilton possessed suffocating her, as she struggled to breathe properly even if it was so hard to keep it together. Her head was floating in space, and she could barely think properly, as her clammy hands clung tightly to the hem of her dress, while trying hard not to betray the anxiety that was storming within her. She had asked through the sudden call hours ago to meet as soon as possible at an extremely opulent restaurant that was extravagantly polished in gold interiors, and exuded great heights of luxuriousness which she would never be able to afford in her entire life. But all that didn't matter right at that moment, because all Skylar wanted to know was why she was asked to meet after she had been thoroughly disgraced by her in everyone's presence.‘Was it to disgrace her more? Pour her water? Smack her hard on the face? Give her money to leave her son the

The six-star restaurant was exquisite, and exuded the kind of opulence she had never felt, as the soft jazz that hummed in the background sounded much different and desirable, just from hearing it from that kind of atmosphere. Chandeliers sparkled like tiny constellations on the ceilings, and the great display of fake droplets of water from the PC roofing powered by CGI effects made everything around look so perfect. Everything except for her. Kali sat stiffly and nervously across from Leo, awkward in her oversized black shirt, shorts, and boots that were more suited for a hike than a luxurious dinner. Her short hair, which had begun to grow a little longer than the usual length she liked to keep it at, was tucked behind her ears, and was a little too messy for the pristine environment. However, she didn’t care. Leo had made her follow him after she closed for the day at the bar even at that late hour, and she couldn't care less about how she looked or appeared, unbeknownst to

The morning sun which Skylar had always loved suddenly felt unkind as it cast its harsh light on her weary face as she trudged into the main doors of the huge company, because it seemed as if it amplified the ache in her heart and the anger she felt from deep within. She made her way into the CEO's VIP elevator with its access card because she gracefully wanted to avoid bumping into any of the company workers, not minding the talks they might make again as to reasons why she got to ride the elevator when Ivan was not even with her. She could barely look at herself in the elevator mirror that she was surrounded by when she got in, and each glance she took at her reflection revealed her tired, hollow eyes and puffy cheeks, which she had spent half an hour trying to conceal. Despite the makeup, traces of last night’s turmoil clung to her like an embarrassment that she couldn’t wash away. It was obvious that she had cried so much. Skylar just wished that she was so open and cared less