บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire’s Wrong Pet: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Arlo’s POVIf Willis was right that she wasn’t Lori, then she and Lori had one thing in common— running.For a moment, my conviction wavered. Her last words terrified me. The sincerity was apparent, but what caught me off guard was the tear that rolled down her face as she closed her eyes.If she really wasn’t Lori, then why did I feel the same way for her? Why was I anxious when I found her hospital bed empty? Why am I falling deeper into her eyes? Why?I, in fact, didn’t want to think even for a second that the person standing in front of me wasn’t Lori. She was Lori, and if she wasn’t, I’d make her.“Let’s go home, pet.” I said.My heart tightened as I saw her small hands fold into a fist, frustration was written all over her face, coupled with fatigue and pain.I did wrong. That was too extreme. I shouldn’t have terrified her like that. She swallowed hard, her eyes flickering over my shoulders. “I…” she stammered, “I’ll go with Willis,” An unfamiliar feeling stabbed my chest, p

Ivory’s POVToday, I realized that the human body and mind are one’s greatest enemies. My mind said one thing; my body did another. But despite them both, I was determined. “I’m not signing them, Arlo” I reached for my face, wiping my lips with the back of my hand as if that would erase the fact that I kissed him so hungrily.Arlo chuckled, his eyes dancing with amusement. “Say whatever you like, pet, it’s only a matter of time before you come crawling back.”With that, he turned and waltzed away. Hands in pocket. Even the back of him was enticing— broad shoulders, confident strides.I stared at his retreating figure, every fiber of me resisting the urge to run after him and slam him against that door.“Get a grip, Ivory!” I muttered, slapping myself out of the silly thought. “You must be sick.”Arlo paused, just before opening the door. “I’ll pick you up at six. Dress nicely if you want to impress my parents. Dress sexy if you want to impress me.”When the door clicked behind h

Ivory’s POVFor a moment, Arlo just sat staring at me. His expression was blank but his eyes betrayed him. They widened with shock.After what seemed like an eternity, he stood up and headed for the door.“I bought you some clothes, I’ll have them bring everything you need.”“Are… are we still meeting your parents.”He nodded silently, his hand gripping the door knob. As soon as the door closed behind him, I let out a muffled chuckle.You should have seen the expression on his face. It was priceless. Unexpectedly, a knock sounded on my door making my heart skip. But now, I knew better than to hop out impulsively.“Who’s there?” “Willis,” his soft voice echoed.Quickly I ran to the door, and held it open. Willis was standing at the door with a half smile on his face. His eyes glowing with excitement that I couldn’t quite understand.“What’s going on?” I asked, unable to contain my curiosity.“Nothing,” he replied, “I just haven’t seen you all day.” “I fainted…” I admitted. Someh

Ivory’s POVThis was my first thought when he opened the door:Beautiful. So damn beautiful. I was rendered blank for a few seconds. None of us said anything.Arlo held the door open, his gaze stuck on mine. We remained that way for a few seconds, until sudden intrusive thoughts began to set in. Did I choose the wrong dress?Do I look weird?Was Camille right? Could I never be attractive? I swallowed, my gaze drifted, I stepped back. Nervously fidgeting with my dress. “I… uh… I’ll go change.” I stuttered.Arlo looked away. His expression hardened.My heart sank. My mood fell. I got too excited. I thought he would be elated to see me in the dress he chose. I was wrong.“I’ll go change in a minute.” I said, my voice low from disappointment.“You had enough time, go wait in the car.” He bellowed, slamming the door to my face. I jumped, startled.As I made my way to the garage, I found Willis already waiting with a convoy of cars. He looked worse than I did.“You look like you’ve b

Ivory’s POVHe left, but I was still rooted to my spot, frozen. Unable to move. I made a joke and completely forgot about it. Could that be the reason he was grumpy all day? Because he thought I was pregnant? My hands weakened from the intensity of his voice— deep and piercing. I didn’t mean it, I promise. But now I realize that it was a mean joke. I cleaned up quickly, hoping to meet him and explain myself better. But by the time I was out of the bathroom, the hallway was empty. I heaved softly— a sigh to calm myself. I made a turn for the dining hall, hoping to see him there but just as I turned, I bumped into someone. The vanilla-scented figure apologized first, her voice just as refined as her looks. “My bad, I didn’t see you there.” She smiled. I nodded, returning her smile. “I’m alright, thank you.”She was at the table, I remember clearly. Arlo’s father introduced her as Crystal. “I’ll uh… I’ll head inside now.” I said, feeling a new wave of unease. “Congratulations o