Novels by Jule

“It's all in your head, Olivia. Let’s go,” Jeff said, brushing past her without another glance at Angelie. Olivia followed him quietly, though her eyes went through for a moment in the direction Angelie had gone.Inside her hotel room, Angelie was wiping off remnants of her makeup when Andrew burst into laughter beside her. “I had fun,” he said between chuckles. “You needed to see his face. If Jeff could've skinned me alive in that room, he would have. This is way more entertaining than I expected.”Angelie sat on the couch and gave him a look. “You think so?”“I know so, my darling,” Andrew said, still grinning. “Just sit back and enjoy the show I’m putting out there. For once, let someone else do the acting.”He stood and stretched. “I’ll let you rest now. Big day tomorrow.”*********************Tim had something special in mind for Isabella that evening. The restaurant he chose sat quietly by the ocean, he knows she loves looking at water and admiring its calmness, spending time w

Are you okay, Angelie?” Jeff asked, his voice surprisingly calm as his eyes scanned over her, like he was trying to make sure she wasn’t injured.In her wildest thoughts, Angelie hadn’t expected to see him. Not here, not now, not when she had started believing that maybe, she had finally put him behind her.Before she could gather her words, Olivia appeared, walking up to Jeff and slipping her fingers through his like they belonged there.“Are you okay, my love?” Olivia asked, her voice sweet, almost musical."My love?" Angelie said inwardly. That phrase stung more than she expected. It echoed in her chest and pierced through it.Jeff turned slightly, giving Olivia a faint smile. “I’m good. I accidentally bumped into Ang… this lady here and just wanted to be sure she was alright.”This lady.Angelie blinked slowly. That’s all she was to him now? Just a lady?She bit the inside of her cheek and gave a polite nod. Her fingers gripped the handle of her suitcase as she stepped into the el

Olivia placed her hands gently on Jeff's. "So in essence, you want me to be your girlfriend again?" she asked, her voice soft, holding just a hint of a smile. "Did we even break up? I just left and cut off communication, but the truth is, I never stopped thinking about you, Jeff. I’ve waited so long for this moment."She gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. "This time, nothing will come in between, I am back, and will never leave your sight."Jeff stared down at their hands. He didn’t feel excited; he imagined the hands to be Angelie’s. He managed a faint smile. "Cheers to that," he said, raising his glass halfway before taking a sip.********************Two housekeepers struggled to drag three large suitcases out of Angelie and Andrew's room. The sound of wheels scraping faintly against the tiles made a soft noise.Tim stepped out of his room, rubbing his eyes, squinting at the scene. "If I weren’t aware of this summit, I’d have thought you two were relocating permanently. What’s wit

Andrew’s lips curled into a small laugh. “You got me on that one.”Elizabeta stood still, her fingers twisting the sleeve of the jacket he’d placed over her shoulders. She didn’t smile back at him. “I’m not joking, Andrew,” she said quietly. “I meant every single word, and even more. I don’t know how best to express myself, guess I came out too forward.”His smile faded.“It’s not obvious?” she added. “I love you.”Andrew’s face shifted. Not in shock, but discomfort.“We… can’t happen,” he said slowly, eyes avoiding hers. “You’re young. And to be very honest, I see you as a sister.”The words hit her like a silent slap. She had practiced for this moment. Told herself she’d handle it with grace if it didn’t go her way. But nothing prepared her for this; she didn’t expect words could hurt her like this.She tried to swallow the lump in her throat, but it wouldn’t go down. Her lips trembled, but she managed a smile, the kind that didn’t reach her eyes.“It’s fine, dear,” she said, her vo

The room wasn't so bright and quiet, except for the slow noise from the ceiling fan as Grandpa Lu stirred.His eyelids opened slowly. He blinked a few times and turned his head slightly.Morris, seated beside the bed, looked up and smiled faintly. “Finally, we’re awake.”He glanced at his wristwatch.“You’ve been out for six hours and four minutes. That’s a record, even for someone your age, but it is good for your health.”Grandpa tried to sit up. But when he moved his legs, they wouldn’t budge.He looked down and saw the thick cloth ties looped around his ankles, fastened tightly to the base of the bunk.“What is this?” he almost screamed. “Morris, aren’t you too old to be playing this kind of game?”Morris didn’t laugh. He simply pressed back and gestured with his hand.“Look around the room, Father. Remember it?”Grandpa Lu turned his head and scanned the four corners.His jaw twitched.“You remember now, don’t you? The room of self-reflection isn't what you call it?”He dragged t

“What are you saying, Sam?” Morris stared at his brother, his face losing colour. “Did you bring me all the way here for this kind of prank?”“I’m serious,” Samson said, “Jeff is my son.”Morris shook his head slowly. “Yes, I know Elena was pregnant before we got married. Same with Amaya. We were both forced. She told me she was in love with someone else… and truthfully, I was too. But neither of our parents would let us be with whom we wanted. So we agreed, marry for peace, divorce after two years. But things didn’t go as planned, it became complicated and she fell sick.”He took a deep breath, his hand moving to his forehead. “You’re telling me… You were her lover?”“I was,” Samson said. “We met in Paris. Fell hard. It wasn’t planned. We were just… drawn to each other.”Morris stepped back a little, waving one hand in front of his face like he was trying to fan away fire.“This… is too much,” he muttered. “If you both were in love, you could’ve spoken up. You could’ve told Father. Y