All Chapters of One Last Chase: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

A soft laugh rumbled in his chest as he pulled her into his hard chest. “You are the light of my life, Charleigh. The only woman I wish to be with. No one could fill the space in my heart, only you, it had been reserved for a while now, and I want you to fill it again. You and Clary are my world.”“You’re not answering my question. You should try working on your honesty, Bryce.” “Believe it or not, I haven’t looked at any woman other than your picture in my head. I haven’t had sex either. I have no plan on sleeping or kissing another woman other than you, Charleigh. To answer your question, Ella and Eli are my second cousins. We don’t spend time a lot because they’re from another town. When I started planning out your incredible design, I approached them. And they literally built my shop for free, but I insisted on paying their contractors.”“I see.”“That’s all?” He cocked a brow. “Just I see? You know you can ask me anything. I will answer truthfully.”Charleigh shrugged. That was

Charleigh shut her eyes closed and breathed deeply. “Bryce, get out!” She pointed at the door.“What? I’ll be staying with you no matter what. That’s a promise I can’t break, baby. I can’t leave you like this. Your pain is my pain. Suck it up because I am staying. We’re in this together. We promised that no matter what, through highs and lows—”“Shut the fuck up. I said get out!” Charleigh yelled at him, tears falling like streams. Her chin trembled. No matter how much strength Bryce had given her, she couldn’t watch him like he was about to fall apart in pain.“Bryce, I think you have to listen to your wife. You have to trust us. I promise we will take care of her.” The doctor looked apologetic, waiting for him to leave.Bryce nodded helplessly, his chin trembling. He then looked down at her sweaty and exhausted wife. “Stay strong, Charleigh, for our baby, for Clary, and me, please? I love you so much.” He kissed her pale lips. Tears fell from his eyes to Charleigh’s face. “You can d

The city lights were majestic as they started to appear behind the glass window in his office in one of the skyscrapers. Tripp Wrylee was a piece of work, self-absorbed, relentless, and a pain in the ass.In his five years as the CEO of Braxton & Wrylee Associates, he worked his ass off to make a name for himself and to prove to his father that he belonged in the industry.Sometimes, he forgot the world outside—he came early for work and went home late. He took all the clients even if he had to cross the line, just like what he did to his sister, Charleigh. He was one of those people whose career meant more than anything to them, that career was their life.Until a few weeks ago, when he laid an eye on his nephew for the first time—when he saw how happy his sister was—when he heard that name again. He realized how much he missed the feeling of being loved, of being relevant outside the four corners of his office. Just the way how Bryce Chase looked at Charleigh was nostalgic—it was in

She was exhausted. For her last shift of this week, Arizona Sky was already dreaming of snoring in her bed, but she couldn’t speed up with a truck that already had a place in the junk shop. It was her dad’s. She let her father lend her a car to visit her aunt in the other town.Then her daydreaming was interrupted by Old Bob’s group of flock passing by the street. She remembered Old Bob hired a new and inexperienced shepherd. Then an ear-splitting squealing brake followed by the crumbling in the weeds caught her attention.As a nurse, her instant action was to call an ambulance, but then, she was already jumping out of the truck toward the car before she even realized it.The man was already beside the road, breathing heavily as he leaned on his knees, throwing curse after curse. He was wearing a white shirt, sleeves rolled up his elbows, too fancy to be working at the local firm, and his pants were too perfect on his strong thighs. Ari noticed it right away.With a hard swallow, Ari

“That’s for touching me without my permission. The moment you left me that day, you cut the right to touch me.” She pointed her finger on his face.Tripp was watching her closely, eyes flickering to hers, down her plump lips.“And you can’t just come over and talk to me like you own me. We were over, Tripp. What we had are far long gone. And yeah, I’m not married, but it doesn’t mean that I sent myself to become a nun, or I’ve been waiting for you.” She looked at him from head to toe.Tripp was more confident than before — overconfident and more gorgeous than ever, but he was also a self-absorbed bastard.“I don’t have to get married to satisfy my needs. I am sure you’re also not a saint. And I slept with men who didn’t leave me after they got what they wanted.”Tripp was still rooted in his place as he watched Ari walk away from him. He felt his chest squeezed painfully, and the fact that he might have gotten a first-degree burn, but every inch of his body ached, including his dick a