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Labeled a Bad Boyfriend, so I Walked Chapter 7
Third-Person POVWeston hesitated for a second but ultimately dialed Paul's number.The call went through almost instantly. "Hello, Mr. Bender. There's a Ms. Spencer here on site—"Emily snatched the phone away. "Paul!"The line went quiet for a beat.Emily gripped the phone tight. "I was wrong about the new house. I'll fix everything, and I'll pay for all the costs. Please, don't be mad… okay?"Paul's voice came through the receiver, cool and steady. "The sale goes through as planned. I'm at the office. If you have something to say, come say it to my face."The call disconnected.Emily stood dazed for half a second before shoving the phone back into Weston's hands and bolting out the door.…Paul's POVAfter hanging up, I laid my phone face down on the desk.My manager walked in holding a document and placed it in front of me. "The transfer order for the Haverick branch lead position is officially signed. You'll report next week. Are you sure about this?"Three years ago,
Labeled a Bad Boyfriend, so I Walked Chapter 6
Third-Person POVIt was dark by the time Emily got back to the apartment.Dante was standing near the entrance, looking as if he'd been waiting for a long time.Spotting Emily, he breathed a sigh of relief before letting out a dry chuckle. "Em, congrats on finally breaking free from that nightmare."He took a step closer, dropping his voice to a murmur. "Paul couldn't give you peace, but I can."The reply left Emily's mouth purely on instinct. "No, my mom would never approve."Dante froze for a second, then broke into a soft laugh. "So what? She hated Paul, too, yet you stayed with him for six years. True love overcomes everything. If you could defy your mom for Paul, why not give us a shot?"Emily's expression turned dark. "I never intended to break up with Paul."Dante frowned. "But he's already left.""He did," Emily said, her hand tightening around her phone. "And that's between him and me. Nobody else gets a say in what happens between us."The moment the words left her
Labeled a Bad Boyfriend, so I Walked Chapter 5
Third-Person POVPaul's office wasn't far away.In the past, whenever Emily happened to be nearby, she would text him that she was downstairs and ask if he wanted to grab a bite.No matter how busy Paul was, he always carved out time to come down and see her.This time, however, she waited in the lobby for a long time.It was pitch-black outside by the time Paul finally stepped out of the elevator.He was flanked by two coworkers, with documents in hand, looking like he had just wrapped up a meeting.Emily hurried over. "Paul."He looked up, his footsteps faltering briefly.Noticing the tension, his colleagues excused themselves and walked ahead.Emily gripped her phone, the words she had prepared jamming in her throat.When she finally spoke, what came out first was, "Uncle Leonel ran into some trouble. Can you—"Paul looked at her, cutting her off mid-sentence. "Emily, I'm not going."Her face went pale. "I didn't come here just for that."Paul went silent for a beat. "
Labeled a Bad Boyfriend, so I Walked Chapter 4
Third-Person POVWhen day broke, Emily finally turned her phone back on. A wave of notifications flooded her screen.Paul had called her over and over.Around 6:00 am, a final text had come through. "Emily, let's end this."As Emily stared at the words, her heart sank.Clutching her phone, she instinctively looked up at Dante. "What do I do? Paul wants to break up with me."Dante sat across from her, casually stirring his coffee. "Break up? He certainly knows how to pick his moments. He knows being abandoned is your biggest fear, so he's using a breakup to scare you. He just wants you to go back and pacify him."The knot of anxiety tightened in Emily's chest. "Paul has never said anything like this before.""Which proves he was just putting on a show for you back then," Dante replied coolly."If you run back to him right now, he'll learn that all it takes is silent treatment and a fake breakup to make you cave. Doesn't that prove every red flag on his scorecard?"Emily open
Labeled a Bad Boyfriend, so I Walked Chapter 3
Paul's POVEmily's steps faltered. "I didn't mean to. I was just—"She instinctively recoiled half a step behind me."Just what?" Alisha snapped, cutting her off."You've got a boyfriend now, so you think you're all grown up? You won't even listen to me anymore?"Alisha finally turned her gaze toward me. Catching the whiff of alcohol and detergent clinging to my clothes, she pinched her nose in disgust. "Paul, what happened to you? You look so unkempt and filthy."Emily tugged on the hem of my shirt, keeping her voice low. "Mom, he worked all night. It's not what you think.""Oh, listen to you rushing to his defense before I even say anything!"Alisha let out a cold sneer. "Emily, you never learn. You haven't remembered a single lesson from the misery I went through."Stepping inside, Alisha scanned the place, then frowned. "Isn't your new place fully renovated? Why are you two still staying here? You already have a house, so it's high time you get married. Six years without a
Labeled a Bad Boyfriend, so I Walked Chapter 2
Paul's POVEmily kept her head down, her fingers flying across the screen.I felt a suffocating weight on my chest.I was cleaning up because this was supposed to be our future home. I didn't want our sanctuary trashed before we even moved in.Yet in the texts Emily was firing off to Dante, caring about our home translated into an unhealthy obsession with personal property. Putting a stop to her so-called friends' wild night became a blatant disregard for her feelings. And my quiet, exhausted silence was written off as emotional abuse.Everything I did was dragged under the magnifying glass of that scorecard, spun into a list of red flags to watch out for.I stared at her, my voice dropping low. "Emily, we've been together for six years. Can't you make your own judgment about what kind of person I am?"She clutched her phone, staying quiet for a long while. "What I see with my own eyes isn't always the truth."I froze.She looked down, her voice barely a whisper. "When my
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