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Chapter 25: Spit Out And Bottled Tears

مؤلف: Armeia Aguilar
last update تاريخ النشر: 2020-06-11 07:03:08

I was outside of Hansel's office, pacing back and forth in front of his door. My knees were shaking, and beads of sweat started to form on my forehead. I was so nervous. There was a lump in my throat and my stomach tied a knot. Maybe because I was afraid of the truth or the consequence that might come after confronting them. Either way, I still chose to tell Hansel this. I needed an answer.

I opened the door hesitantly and walked in front of his desk. There weren't

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  • His Fragile Flame   Chapter 42: Reconstruct The Plan

    The whole ride on the way back to the hotel was quiet. We immediately left Paola’s house after the conversation we had, and Miguel didn’t choose to persuade her more for he understood her situation. All that I could do at that moment was empathize with her for her loss and we did everything we could to not make her feel bad about not helping us. Miguel also had told her to go to their mother which Paola instantly declined since she felt hesitant to show up to him. Then we all bid her goodbye along with Xavier.

  • His Fragile Flame   Chapter 41: Knowing Her

    “I met up with our father yesterday,” Miguel said and it received a baffled reaction from Paola.Her eyes widened and she stiffened on her seat as she stared at Miguel.

  • His Fragile Flame   Chapter 40: Mucho Gusto

    The next day, Gwen, Miguel, and I left the hotel in the afternoon along with William’s men. We would be heading to the person Miguel was referring to yesterday and we would try to talk to him or her about Fernando. To be honest, I was full of anticipation and I was being optimistic about the outcome. I wouldn’t deny, I was still a little nervous.We were inside the car and Miguel was in the driver’s seat. Gwen was sitting at the back while I was on the shotgun.

  • His Fragile Flame   Chapter 39: Fernando's Decision

    No one knows where the golds are, only your father, I repeated Fernando’s words in my head. I was certain that I knew where my father hid them, and he entrusted those to me that’s why I became the new keeper. Why did he come up to that conclusion? Did the Houstons know that I hid the golds?“You know that my father’s dead, right?” I said, my tone was laced with resentment. “And the treasure didn’t die along with him.”

  • His Fragile Flame   Chapter 38: Bargain With Fernando

    Seeing Fernando sitting in front of me was probably one of the most unsettling feelings I’d ever had. I stared at him in awe, trying to hide the anxiousness I suddenly felt at the sight of him. He plastered a stoic face, and only two guards were standing on both sides of Fernando. I was right, he looked just like an Italian mafia boss in his early thirties. But I knew he was older than that, he just appeared younger because there weren’t any apparent wrinkles that formed on his face. I knew where Miguel had inherited his features, and I could already visualize how he would look like when he got old.

  • His Fragile Flame   Chapter 37: The Nightmare

    I was seated in front of these men who were gawking at me as if I was prey they needed to devour. There were five of them, and Fernando sat in the middle, contemplating. Beside Fernando was Dmitri, smiling mischievously like he was planning something sketchy. They’d locked William up in a chamber, and I was left alone because we got caught. We failed to conceal the secret between Arthur and William, and we were about to escape Mexico when we got caught by Fernando.

  • His Fragile Flame   Chapter 57: Bottled Tears

    I stared at Daniel in awe, and though I knew he was intentionally making me uncomfortable, I couldn't help the heat running to my face. There wasn't any meaning behind that, right?I plastered a blank expression and continuously blinked my eyes. An awkward silen

  • His Fragile Flame   Chapter 56: Open Up

    Daniel was seated on the barstool of our kitchen area, as I rummaged inside the fridge to search for drinks. I could sense him watching me from behind, probably because he was now wondering about the things I said inside Mom's bedroom.Grabbing the iced tea, I pushed the

  • His Fragile Flame   Chapter 55: Confession

    Daniel drove through the wide driveway of our house, as I clung to his leather jacket and shifted slightly in my seat so our bodies wouldn't collide. Once he'd pulled up in front of the main door, we immediately got off. Taking the helmet out of my head, I handed it to Daniel who was no

  • His Fragile Flame   Chapter 53: Typical

    We were in the lounge room, peacefully eating our meals in the dining table. The school served us a healthier meal this time: some salads, a roasted chicken, and mixed fruits in a bowl. The atmosphere was quiet, the same silence and tension we had last night.Daniel and

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