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Chapter 49 - Waiting For Saturday

์ž‘๊ฐ€: Raven P
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Iโ€™m starting to feel extremely frustrated about things between Scott and me that I decide itโ€™s time to take action. Only as I come home and find the house empty yet again, I acknowledge that itโ€™s easier said than done. Throwing my keys on the sideboard I wander through to the bathroom. With two empty bottles of conditioner lingering in the shower and dried toothpaste encrusted on the sink, itโ€™s more neglected than usual. The same thought strikes me in the kitchen as I wash away the crumbs from under the toaster and begin to wash the coffee cups that have been abandoned in the sink.

Then I realise the difference: Scott. Our division of chores used to be perfectly clear cut, despite never having formally designated jobs to each other. Iโ€™d cook because I enjoyed it. And Scott would look after the housework โ€“ because I didnโ€™t enjoy it. Heโ€™s now for better things to do than mop up after me.

Acting on impulse, I grab my phone and call him. To my surprise, he answers straight away.

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  • Always Finding Mr Wrongย ย ย Chapter 50 - Haze of Lust

    As Scott is out tonight, I decide to use the time wisely. I was my legs, under arms and bikini line; paint my nails, spray on fake tan and inspired by the models in my magazine, I stick on false eyelashes. I end up with three lashes stuck successfully to my lid and so much glue that I look as though Iโ€™ve developed cataracts. When I retire to bed, Iโ€™m satisfied with my extensive beautification and find myself thinking constantly about tomorrow night. I drift into a light sleep, waking just after one am when Scott comes home. I use the opportunity to go to the toilet, just so I can bump into him. God, Iโ€™m pathetic. Heโ€™s looking ridiculously handsome in an end of the night kinda way. Heโ€™s slightly dishevelled- his toe loose and his suit jacket is flung over his arm- and heโ€™s unbuttoning the top of his shirt as we come face to face. My eyes are drawn to his neck as he swallows and his Adamโ€™s Apple bobs. โ€œNice night?โ€ I ask. โ€œBetter than I imagine.โ€ โ€œOh. Thatโ€™s great. Did you

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  • Always Finding Mr Wrongย ย ย Chapter 51 - Defensive

    Iโ€™ve had some really bad mornings in my lifetime, but none have come close to this. I lie in bed for what feels like an eternity, listening to Scott move around the house and praying that he leaves before I have to get up. Unfortunately, he doesnโ€™t. As I toss and turn, biting my nails and whipping myself into a frenzy, I start to wish that when he moved in, I took the bedroom with the balcony doors. Eventually, I get up and get dressed โ€“ when I hear Scott flick on the kettle and conclude that heโ€™s in the kitchen. I dive to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. Even that part of my morning routine is far from positive. As I reach the sink, I wonder for a second why our anti bac wipes โ€“ the ones that I used to clean the toilet yesterday โ€“ are sitting where I expected my make up remover wipes to be. I realise why, when I gaze into the mirror and see my face; I look like Iโ€™ve undergone a skin graft on a burns unit. Oh Christ. Only I, would encourage my best friend to

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  • Always Finding Mr Wrongย ย ย Chapter 52 - Conflicting Feelings

    Itโ€™s hard to describe the atmosphere in the house over the next couple of weeks. Things really couldnโ€™t be weirder if Gemma Atkinson turned up as our maid. At first Scott seems to be there every time I go home โ€“ which is hard to get used to, given that his presence had been so rare before. He makes repeated attempts to talk to me about what happened, but I cut him dead every-time. I just canโ€™t take his rejection. This defies everything Iโ€™ve learned from the lifetime of study Iโ€™ve devoted to the agony aunt pages โ€“ and Iโ€™m certain that Deidre wouldnโ€™t approve. Iโ€™m completely embarrassed. Forever ashamed. Permanently wishing I lived somewhere else. Like Mars. I still havenโ€™t discussed whatโ€™s going on with Dani and Katie. And I definitely havenโ€™t told them what happened on the night of the ratatouille dish. Iโ€™ve thought about it, of course, but itโ€™s as though discussing my feelings for Scott makes them more real, and Iโ€™d rather pretend that they didnโ€™t exist, thank you very much.

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  • Always Finding Mr Wrongย ย ย Chapter 53 - Sooner or Later

    Scott and I had one previous discretion about ten months after we started living together, several years ago now. Although, the word discretion makes it sound more sophisticated than it actually was. Ten months after the night that changed my life, Iโ€™d decided to start a new hobby of skiing. I have no idea why I chose skiing, but I thought Iโ€™d head to the ski slope in Sunderland, Scott being Scott agreed to accompany me. I may have been a tad dramatic when I explained my previous skiing experience โ€“ okay, Iโ€™ll now admit that I completely lied. I still blame Scott โ€“ his tales of skiing with his army friends in different countries had made me feel inadequate. The extent of my experience had been rollerblading down a hill as a child, even that hadnโ€™t been very successful. My lie was so huge that I didnโ€™t need to practice on the beginner slope, but instead headed to the 160m main slope with Scott. While we were kitting up, as Scott called it, I watched all the other skiers descendi

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  • Always Finding Mr Wrongย ย ย Chapter 54 - Leak

    A few days later on a wonderful sunny August morning, I switch on the radio as I drive to work, as Dolly Parton is singing โ€œWorking Nine to Fiveโ€. I only know the chorus but my vocal chords take the battering of a lifetime. By the time Iโ€™ve reached the outside of the city centre, drumming my hand on the steering wheel at the traffic lights, Iโ€™m so fired up Iโ€™m practically raving in my seat. Itโ€™s an important week this week. On Wednesday, Iโ€™ll be implementing the Nike UK plan. Itโ€™ll be the biggest challenge of my career to date, but one to which Iโ€™m determined to rise. This is the week I prove my worth to Mr Brown. My phone rings and I reluctantly silence Dolly and connect to the hands free. โ€œEmma, itโ€™s Alistair.โ€ He doesnโ€™t sound happy, but thatโ€™s only to be expected, given the week ahead. โ€œHi Alistair. What can I do for you?โ€ โ€œItโ€™s out, Emma. Itโ€™s already out to the public,โ€ he sounds as though heโ€™s referring to an escaped lion. โ€œWhatโ€™s out?โ€ โ€œThe News about the c

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  • Always Finding Mr Wrongย ย ย Chapter 55 - Growing Feelings

    When I get home at ten at night, Scott is still up. The lights in the living room are dimmed and heโ€™s at the piano, caressing the keys, as a melody melts through the rooms. โ€œSo lately, been wondering, who will be there to take my place. When Iโ€™m gone, youโ€™ll need love, to light the shadows on your face..โ€ his voice calms me, yet I begin to picture his words holding their true meaning and shudder. He stops when I open the living room door. Iโ€™m so tired that I almost forget to feel awkward. โ€œI didnโ€™t know youโ€™d expanded your playlist. I love that song.โ€ He smiles, โ€œI know.โ€ โ€œHowโ€™s it going?โ€ โ€œNot bad I suppose. Youโ€™re late.โ€ โ€œIโ€™ve had the day from hell.โ€ โ€œAt least itโ€™s over.โ€ โ€œEach day is going to be a million times worse.โ€ He pulls a face. โ€œThat doesnโ€™t sound very optimistic. Is there anything I can help with?โ€ โ€œI donโ€™t think so. Iโ€™ve got a bit of a crisis involving a client; scratch that, itโ€™s a major crisis. The only thing that will get me through the next seventy

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  • Always Finding Mr Wrongย ย ย Chapter 56 - Quiz

    I frown at Scott. So does Drew. โ€œAndrew?โ€ I repeat. โ€œI havenโ€™t got it wrong, have I?โ€ Asks Scott. โ€œYou went to Perronet Thompson school until about 1995?โ€ โ€œThis isnโ€™t Andrew,โ€ I tell him. I look up and notice that Drewโ€™s neck has turned an odd shade of red, and thereโ€™s a vein pulsing in the side of his neck. โ€œAnd you are?โ€ He glares at Scott. โ€œScott McMcanus. Your always stole my clothes at P.E, so I had to walk in front of the class in my boxers. Not that Iโ€™ll hold it against you,โ€ he laughs. โ€œIt was a long time ago. What are you doing these days?โ€ I sit, absolutely flabbergasted, unable to shut my mouth. โ€œNow, wait just a minute,โ€ I interrupt them. โ€œDrew, youโ€™re the Andrew who bullied Scott when he was at school?โ€ โ€œI havenโ€™t called myself Andrew in a long time,โ€ he bites out. โ€œDo you know each other?โ€ Asks Scott. He looks shocked that I would know his high school bully. โ€œWe work together,โ€ I tell him, meaningfully. โ€œThis Scott, is Drew Turner.โ€ A look of reali

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  • Always Finding Mr Wrongย ย ย Chapter 57 - I Love Him

    In the event that we donโ€™t beat Drew and his friends โ€“ though, given their reaction, we might as well have. We beat them by a mere three points โ€“ seventy five to seventy two. Drew is raging: flouncing out of his chair and straight to the toilets. Iโ€™m thrilled; jumping up and down and hugging Scott as if heโ€™s won the lottery. Laughing, he pulls himself out of my grasp and looks at me. โ€œYou seem pleased to have won,โ€ he chuckles. โ€œWow, youโ€™re a master of understatement sometimes, Scott. Too bloody right Iโ€™m pleased to have won.โ€ Unable to control myself, I kiss his cheek, before pulling away in embarrassment. Scott looks awkward too. โ€œIโ€™m hungry,โ€ he tells me, filling the gap. โ€œHow about we head home for tea cakes and horlicks before bed?โ€ I suggest. โ€œYouโ€™re a woman who knows how to party, Emma,โ€ he grins. โ€œTea cakes it is.โ€ Scott and I are at the door of the pub when Drew appears. โ€œI suppose youโ€™re going to be as smug about this as you are about everything else?โ€ He spits

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  • Always Finding Mr Wrongย ย ย Epilogue

    If anybody had told me six months ago that Dani and my dimwit brother would become an item, Iโ€™d have questioned their sanity. Sheโ€™s sophisticated, intelligent and witty. And, well, he farts like a flatulent rhinoceros and is refined as those hillbillies on The Hills Have Eyes. Yet, they got together two weeks after the fire, when Dani expressed a sudden and mysterious desire to join me when I popped round to Steveโ€™s to loan him The Walking Dead box set. I stayed for fifteen minutes. Dani stayed for four days. Her theory is that I am blind to Steveโ€™s charm because heโ€™s my brother. That heโ€™s fun, loving, amusing and attentive. She also tried to tell me that heโ€™s great in bed, but I acted like a grown up and stuck my fingers in my ears, while singing โ€œla-la-la-canโ€™t-head-you-la-la-laโ€ until she stopped. As for Steve, well, heโ€™s smitten. Honestly, sheโ€™s turned him into a puppy dog โ€“ albeit not a very cute one. Despite my reservations, they seem to be enjoying themselves. And for the

  • Always Finding Mr Wrongย ย ย Chapter 79 - Made to Hold You

    The moment I see him I am balled over by how handsome he is, heโ€™s irresistibly, mouth wateringly sexy. Iโ€™m looking at a man who, thanks to project Scott, is the ultimate manifestation of female desire. He turns heads wherever he goes. But that isnโ€™t the reason I love him. Itโ€™s not the clothes, or the hairstyle, it isnโ€™t even his body or face. The Scott I love is the funny, intelligent, caring, loyal and lovely person I met all those years ago. Thatโ€™s the Scott I long for, the Scott I canโ€™t spend another day without. The trimmings and display are irrelevant. โ€œHi there, Emma,โ€ he grins. His grin becomes a smile and it sends a surge of Hope through my veins, turning my legs to jelly and killing my ability to speak. โ€œAre you okay?โ€ โ€œYes. I โ€ฆ yes,โ€ I stutter. Emotion rushes through me and my heartbeat thuds in my chest, thundering in my ears. โ€œIโ€™m just surprised to see you,โ€ I say once my words find their way back to me. โ€œAndโ€ฆ happy?โ€ I nod as tears cloud my vision. โ€œVe

  • Always Finding Mr Wrongย ย ย Chapter 78 - I Love The Real You

    Thereโ€™s one single word on the front: Emma. Seeing my name written in Scottโ€™s very distinctive handwriting makes my heart pause and I gasp for breath. With my heart racing and fingers trembling, I open the envelope and head to my small balcony terrace. I throw myself into the chair, cross my legs and scan the letter, unable to devour its contents quick enough. ******** Dearest Emma, Iโ€™ve written this letter multiple times, and rewritten it in my mind at least a thousand times. Yet o never thought putting pen to paper would be so difficult. This is the eleventh copy and Iโ€™m still not happy with it. I thought about quoting your favourite poetry and literature but nothing seems appropriate enough to explain the situation, so itโ€™s down to clumsy old me. Thereโ€™s just one small problem; what do you say to the woman youโ€™ve been in love with for years? From the moment I first met you, Emma, my life has been enhanced in a way I canโ€™t fully explain. All those cold, wet and miserable aft

  • Always Finding Mr Wrongย ย ย Chapter 77 - An Envelope

    I try to think of an ingenious way to get through security. But after yet another infuriating conversation with another official, Iโ€™m forced to accept that the methods to combat terrorism are also enough to intervene when a unfit, scruffy and desperate woman. With an alarming and increasing level of determination I decide to buy a ticket to somewhere in Asia, just so that I can get through the security gates. But after another episode at the security desk, the fact that my passport is in a box at my new home is clearly a show-stopper. I stand in the airport in a confused daze, and take out my phone. I wanted to do this in person, but now I have no choice. I close my eyes and wait for the line to ring. It goes straight to voicemail. โ€œOh god,โ€ I cry, but nobody notices. For almost an hour I pace up and down, trying to come up with a brilliant plan. But no matter how I try, nothing happens and no plan is formed. I look at my watch for the millionth time today and see that

  • Always Finding Mr Wrongย ย ย Chapter 76 - Bloody Idiot

    Iโ€™m normally the safest driver in the world. Or at least thatโ€™s what I tell myself. Scott would say I drive like a grandma, behind the wheel , sticking to the speed limit and often below it. Scott, my heart aches. But with the needle on my speedometer touching a perilous 74mph โ€“ okay, so Iโ€™m not the next Schumacher or Hamilton, but Iโ€™m belting along the M62 in a small Vauxhall corsa leaving behind a caravan and two heavy duty trucks. My heart is hammering against my ribcage as I play corny movie scenes in my head. Lovers running with open arms and floaty haired women being spun around. Kisses that go on forever. The problem is, that this reunion isnโ€™t going to be straightforward. Firstly, thereโ€™s Katie. Whether she fancies Daniel or not, thereโ€™s protocol to follow. Call me old fashioned, but declaring your love for someone elseโ€™s boyfriend isnโ€™t the done thing. Yet, that is exactly what Iโ€™m about to do. And Iโ€™m not sure if I care about the consequences. And then thereโ€™s t

  • Always Finding Mr Wrongย ย ย Chapter 75 - The Love of His Life

    Dani is screaming so loudly that the poor patients at the other end of the corridor must think she is undergoing an amputation without pain relief. โ€œWhy didnโ€™t you tell me? For fuck sake!โ€ โ€œIโ€ฆ I .. donโ€™t know,โ€ I stammer. โ€œI didnโ€™t want to compromise your friendship with Katie for a start.โ€ โ€œHow?โ€ She asks incredulously. โ€œKatieโ€™s in love with Scott, like you said. Even if I was going to be a total arsehole and try to steal him โ€“ which Iโ€™m not โ€“ what good would come of telling you? Itโ€™d just land you with information that youโ€™d be powerless to act on.โ€ โ€œUhhhhh,โ€ Dani rubs her hands down her face. โ€œWhat a mess.โ€ โ€œDonโ€™t I know it,โ€ I agree. โ€œI donโ€™t mean about you and Scott,โ€ she tuts impatiently. โ€œThough I grant you, that is also a mess.โ€ โ€œWhat then?โ€ She sighs and her eyes find the window. โ€œYou know when I said that I thought Katie was in love with Scott?โ€ I nod. โ€œI was wrong.โ€ It takes a few seconds for her words to sink in. โ€œWhat?โ€ โ€œShe likes Scott, donโ€™

  • Always Finding Mr Wrongย ย ย Chapter 74 - Told Scott What?

    Given the fact that my mum was in a serious near death experience twelve hours ago, sheโ€™s looking amazingly well. โ€œJust typical, isnโ€™t it?โ€ She mutters as she grabs another peanut m&m. โ€œEveryone in the real housewives has a hot tub and none of theirs houses burned down.โ€ Dani just smiles and offers me an m&m. โ€œNo thank you,โ€ I shake my head. โ€œBut then I suppose they had the real thing and wasnโ€™t swimming around in a discarded birthing pool.โ€ My mum must be made of stronger stuff than me. While she is happily stuffing her face with chocolate, I feel like Iโ€™ve been hit by a damn truck. Itโ€™s not just the aftermath of the fire though, although that alone could leave me in a state of shock until 2040. My mind is also spinning with thoughts of Scott, who is now en route to Doncaster airport. I hope heโ€™s not too annoyed with me for sneaking off, but then I did have a good excuse, even though visiting hours donโ€™t officially start until 10am. Itโ€™s a good job Dani managed to

  • Always Finding Mr Wrongย ย ย Chapter 73 - I Canโ€™t Say Goodbye

    Scott has gone to the local store, just as he always does on his days off. Only this isnโ€™t a normal day off. All his bags are packed and waiting by the door, ready for his departure in two hours. Iโ€™m supposed to go to the airport to see him off, but the moment my eyes opened this morning, I knew I couldnโ€™t go through with it. I wonโ€™t be able to watch him and Katie head off together without bursting into tears and giving the game away. I take a notepad and pen from my bag, and begin writing as quickly as I can. I donโ€™t have long until he returns. โ€˜Dear Scott, Iโ€™m sorry that I didnโ€™t get to go to the airport with you, but if I donโ€™t make visiting hours at 9:00am, I wonโ€™t see mum. She needs me right now, more than you need me, after what happened. I know youโ€™ll understand, under the circumstances. Have an amazing trip and please donโ€™t forget about me, will you? Iโ€™ll miss you more than I could ever explain. I meant what I said โ€“ I want a post card from every destination - donโ€™t

  • Always Finding Mr Wrongย ย ย Chapter 72 - Fire

    Scott abandons the car without consideration for others outside of Mumโ€™s and Dadโ€™s house and we quickly jump out. The air is thick with smoke and fear as the neighbours with grey faces huddle amongst themselves. Thereโ€™s firefighters everywhere; running and shouting. I stand in front of the house and struggle to breathe as the flames crackle and roar, as they burst from three windows and the smoke billows into the night. โ€œWhere are they?โ€ โ€œTheyโ€™re still in there,โ€ Steve says, his eyes heavy with tears. โ€œI tried to go in, but the hallway was filled with smoke andโ€ฆ.โ€ Without even thinking, I race towards the house, but Scott wraps his arms around me and pulls me back. โ€œLET ME GO!โ€ I scream. โ€œLet the professionals do their jobs, Emma,โ€ he pleads as his arms wrap tighter around me. I watch horrified as the firefighters wearing breathing apparatus make their way into the house. Thereโ€™s orders being shouted and soon the house is being doused with foam and water. I feel a sudden r

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