All Chapters of But We're Related (We're Not): Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Just like that, I settled into Blake's apartment. Taking care of Blake wasn't a hard job. All I had to do was cook his meals, clean the apartment, and help him with his showers and his bathroom affairs when he was nauseous.Helping Blake to the toilet and giving him a wipe down still made me a little uncomfortable, but Blake had had a change of heart and stopped teasing me, so I was much more relaxed now.At the same time, this confirmed my suspicions that Blake had a crush on David. I had even sent David's contact number to Blake in an attempt to help, but for some reason, Blake wasn't happy about that. His expression was dark. I figured that he was embarrassed because I had exposed his crush.All in all, I had a great time living with Blake, if I was being honest. Blake allowed me to go anywhere I wanted in the apartment. When I had free time, I would go to the study to read books or watch a movie. Sometimes, Blake would even join me.Once, I even unearthed several out-of-print b

I had a full day of classes that day. I had taken too many days off before this, so I had a lot of classes to replace as well.Between classes, several of my colleagues gathered around me to tell me about what happened after the attack. I had been occupied with taking care of Blake over the past two weeks, so I didn't know as much as the others did even though I was directly involved in the attack.It turned out that Jenna had dropped out of school two days ago. She was going to Murika with her mother and continuing her studies there. I was only told about this in the morning as I was her homeroom teacher.At the same time, I also found out that everyone involved in the fight had been caught and punished severely. It seemed that someone had pulled some strings to ensure that the fight would be taken seriously.Somehow, I felt that Blake had a hand in this. I didn't know exactly how. The question festered in me the entire day.Besides that, I also texted Willow. Unusually, Willow t

Relaxing against the side of the bathtub, Blake closed his eyes as I washed his hair. To protect his injured hand, I had only filled the bathtub up halfway. The water only came up to Blake's waist.If it weren't for his moving eyelids, I would've thought that Blake had fallen asleep in the bath.Blake looked calm, but his chest was heaving a little faster than usual. His skin temperature was also a little high.I did not notice any of this. I was already spaced out from the moment Blake stepped into the bathroom naked. Seeing him upright without any clothes on was quite different from seeing him naked on a bed.Before, I did not notice how long and muscled Blake's legs were, nor did I see the well-defined abdominal muscles.Now, Blake's perfect body was submerged in water, but the low visibility only made him more seductive. I couldn't tear my eyes away.I didn't know where to even start with the bath. There was nowhere I could touch that didn't feel erotic. I was losing my mind.

Blake could tell that I had been avoiding him for the last few days. No matter how early he woke up, he still couldn't see me, and I would always find something else to do in the evening. We had pretty much stopped talking to each other outside of necessary stuff.At first, Blake had been smug that I had been so affected by the incident. In a way, it was a sign of how attracted I was to him, which was why he had allowed me to avoid him for the past two days. He figured that giving me some space wouldn't hurt.At this rate, however, I would run away from him before he could do anything.While I was at work, Blake made a phone call. "How's it going over there?"He listened to the person on the other end for a few moments and massaged his brows in annoyance. "Hurry it up!"He ended the call and began pacing back and forth in his study.Finding out his allies weren't much of a help irritated him. Blake paced around like a trapped beast. He wanted to find a way out of this predicament

It had been five days since I moved out of Blake's apartment, but I still couldn't forget what happened that night. The memory just got clearer every time I recalled it.Try as I might, I couldn't forget how lonely and dejected Blake had looked as he left me. I regretted the things I had said under the influence of alcohol.Because of that, I picked up a new habit. Whenever I had free time, I would grab my phone, only to put it back down again without doing anything. I wanted to apologize to Blake, but I didn't know how to do it. Even worse, I had lost a few pounds over the last few weeks. Combined with the fatigue from sleep deprivation, my boss, May Granger, took notice and asked me about my home situation.I sighed. Finally, I made up my mind to call Blake and apologize to him today. Otherwise, I would never be able to focus on my job.Just as I picked up my phone, a call came in."An unknown number?" I muttered, answering the call. "Hello?""Ms. Parker?" I was perplexed. Wh