All Chapters of Falling For Mr King: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

MarieHey guys. After Steven's birthday, can anyone guess the next party we’ll be attending?JamesNone. No more parties this year.EllenOffice Christmas party….SandraMy godson’s baby shower from all the closed door meetings.MarieWrong! We’ll be attending Sandra's funeral because you are so dead for what you've just done to me!SandraHe did not! He DID NOT!MarieListen to you! How could you tell him about Jeff? How could you lie to him that I was in debt? Debt, Sandra!SandraYou're welcome!JamesLadies, do you want to do this privately?MarieNo!SandraNo!MarieI’ve said all I wanted to say. Thank you for ALWAYS looking out for me!SandraYeah, go on and cry me a river. In fact, if I'm no help, you plan the party yourself!Marie’s nostrils flared as she clutched her cell phone in her hands. It was exactly like Sandra to turn every offense to her fault. Maybe she had overreacted a bit, but wasn't she expected to do so after what Sandra had done? Was it normal behavior for y

Marie struggled to maintain a neutral facial expression as Steven shot daggers at Rick.Uh oh. Somebody was in big trouble. She hadn't intended to trick Steven into eating any of her cookies. In fact, after he had rejected them, she had been content to package it and share with people in the office. She had even begun making donuts when Rick sauntered into the kitchen, asked for some cookies and asked her if he could give Steven some.“No. He said he didn't want any.” She had responded but Rick had said,“I bet he does. Granny says Alden is a stubborn old man. I think Uncle Steve is just like him. They have the same frown and everything.”Little Rick was right. Steven was just as grumpy as his grandfather.“I bet he wanted some cookies but was too stubborn to have some because he's fighting with you.”“Very astute of you to deduce, young detective.” She had said and then smiled as he took five cookies from the tray and asked her to follow him.“Where are we going?”“I want to show you

“Babe, he’ll be fine. Just breathe.” Marie whispered as she walked Steven King to the hanger where Alden Kings Inc.’s private jet was waiting. It galled her that her fear of flying would prevent her from being physically present to support him.“I don't understand how this happened, Marie. I don't…”“Babe, he’ll be okay. Look at me, Steven.” She said, tugging on his chin so he looked her in the eye.“He’ll be fine, Babe.” Marie said.He pulled her into his arms and clasped her back in a firm hug.“I wish you could come with me.” He mumbled into her hair, before letting out a deep sigh.Could she go with him? She had been having therapy sessions but she wasn't ready yet, and she didn't want to get aboard and create extra problems for him.“I'm sorry, babe.” She whispered and he said,“It's fine. I shouldn't ask you to. I know if you could, you would have offered to come. I love you, Marie. I’ll be back once I get a hold of things. Zed’s in charge but keep an eye on him for me, please?

“I don't think Theodore is your guy, James. It just rubs me the wrong way.”“I hear you, Marie but appearances can be deceiving. Very. I can't tell you how many times I've seen the guy everyone thinks is the bad guy end up as the good guy and the so-called good guy turns out to be the bad one.”“I know but still...” She said, pouring orange juice into James’s glass and then hers. After dinner, Rick had gone to bed and she was in the living room with James, going over the papers Cadence had given her.“Alright. But can you do me a favor? Before confronting Theodore with this, can you look into it on your own?”“Are you convinced about this guy?” James asked after regarding her shrewdly for a while. Because of how chummy James often was, sometimes she forgot the guy was actually a cop.“I'm not certain. I just feel Theodore wouldn't do this.”“Okay Marie, I'd look into it.” He said to which Marie let out an excited squeal.“Now, I need your advice on this matter James because it's eati

“So I got the call from Redwood. You were with me when it came in, Marie. The voice on the other end said my dad had been involved in an accident. Dutiful son that I am, I hop on my company's private jet, burn aviation fuel and begin the five hour trip to Oakland. I arrive at Oakland, and call the number back because after running to Redwood hospital and running through various halls, there’s no William King in any of the ER.”Marie turned to face him then, a question on her lips. Then as if remembering her promise, she cupped her mouth and nodded for him to continue.“Anyway, I call this number back and I hear my dad is back home. I think oh, thank God. He’s probably not too hurt and is recuperating. I race over to the address. I think the first thing that should have shown me things were off was the fact that I was directed to a hotel. Devoted son I am, I went anyway, my heart slamming in my chest. When I get to the lobby, do you know what I found?”Marie, whose eyes were now widen