All Chapters of Chasing Back What's Mine : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

I looked at her, stunned, wondering how she knew I was pregnant. I didn’t want her to see me as a burden because of it.She sensed my hesitation and moved closer, holding my hand. “Nadine, I’m not trying to push you to tell me. I just want you to be comfortable around me.”“Or have I given you any reason to?” I shook my head vigorously. “No, no, and then hugged her tightly, becoming emotional again. “Oh Sydney, you’re just too good to be true.”Sydney hugged me back gently. “I’m glad you feel that way. We’re friends, and I want you to know that you can trust me with anything.”I pulled back slightly, wiping away a tear. “It means so much to me to hear that. I’ve been so worried about how to handle everything.”“I’m here with you every step of the way,” Sydney said. “And that baby is my godson. I won’t let any harm come to him, not even from that guy—what’s his name again?”Through a mix of laughter and tears, I said, “Logan.”“Yes, Logan. And we’re going to make sure he knows he can’

The day at the flower shop went by in a blur, and I was surprised at how easily I seemed to fit in. Ethan and Mason were still hanging around the shop, and I wondered what their deal was. I tried my best to avoid them to keep my first day from getting any more awkward than it already had been.Lily soon came outside and said, “You can leave once it’s five. Someone else will take over from where you left off.” Then she headed towards Ethan and Mason.“Thank you, Lily,” I said as I picked up my bag. My hands were already aching from cutting and arranging flowers. During lunch, I had ordered food to be delivered since I wasn’t familiar with the area. I didn’t want any trouble finding my way back to the shop because, honestly, I’m terrible at remembering directions.As I was about to step out the door, Mason walked closer to me. I took a moment to check him out. He was wearing black jeans and a black T-shirt, with perfectly styled blonde hair. His chiseled jaw and inviting smile, comp

Did he have to follow me to work again after I made it clear I didn’t want anything to do with him? It’s starting to get on my nerves. I had to buy a new dress I hadn’t planned and spend extra cash on coffee.Sure, he agreed to pay, but I said no.But I didn’t want to deal with any man right now, no matter what their intentions were. I just want to avoid the whole mess.I needed to stay focused on my work and not let Ethan’s presence throw me off balance. I glanced over at the counter and saw him still examining the flowers, looking deeply focused.But I couldn’t hold back any longer. I walked up to him, and as soon as I approached, he looked up and met my gaze. “Can I help you, Ms. Witte?” he asked.I was taken aback that he even knew my last name. Why did he have to insert himself where he wasn’t wanted? What was his deal?I tried to steady my voice and not let my irritation show. “I just wanted to know why you’re here,” I said. “I made it clear earlier that I don’t want to have an

I placed my hand on my chest, realizing who it was. He must have noticed because he stopped the car, got out quickly, and looked at me in concern.“I’m so sorry I scared you,” he said, looking at me anxiously.I avoided his gaze, staring off to the side. “I’m fine, thank you.”“Can I give you a ride home? I’m not taking no for an answer,” Ethan asked, not giving me a chance to refuse.“You’re not going my way, sir,” I said.“Oh, please, stop with the ‘sir’ and just call me Ethan,” he replied with a smile. “But you’re my boss,” I said.“Hop in. You’re going to Oak Street, right? It’s just three streets away from here.” He asked as he opened the car door for me.I glanced at his car, weighing my options.The car was a sleek, black BMW 5 Series with shiny chrome details. Inside, the seats were deep brown leather, soft and inviting. The dashboard has high-tech controls and a large touchscreen display, giving it a modern feel. Soft lighting added a glow to the interior, with a pleasant

The rest of the week flew by, and the weekend was almost here. Everyone at the flower shop was buzzing about the party. Even though I wasn’t thrilled about going, I knew I couldn’t come up with an excuse to avoid it.I found it interesting how the flower shop operated more like a business than just a local store. We supplied flowers for high-profile events and surprises for big companies each month. I had gotten so used to the shop that I started wondering if I might want to open my own one day.As the weekend approached, I knew I had to attend the party to show my appreciation.On Saturday, I prepared for the event with caution. I tried on a few outfits before settling on something simple but presentable. I wanted to look nice without drawing too much attention.At noon, an S-Class Mercedes parked outside the gate. I saw it from my window just as Mason called to tell me to come outside. I was wearing a sundress that fit well, with a handbag slung over my shoulder. I checked myself