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언녕하세요! 여러분 뭐하세요? Hello guys, what are you doing? Here's a new chap, hope you like it 😁*CHAPTER 19 NEOLA"After all these years, ma chérie," he pulled me in and kiss my forehead. I shivered, not used to having someone treating me like Luke does. I stared at him, eyes wide, not believing he was here, golden mane and cheeks dusted with freckles, "Lyle?" my voice came out little and scared, I cleared my throat and repeat, "Lyle.""Le seul et unique, Lyle de L'ile," he kisses each of my fingers which made me laugh, a bit nervous. " How, I mean, what a coincidence!" my voice came out like a whisper. I stared at him, still not believing that he is here. "I am here Loisa, I am really here." He pulled me in for another hug and twirled me. After a moment, he puts me down. We both look at each other. Gosh, he is so tall. I ran my hands to the tip of his mane. It was pretty in the afternoon light, golden like the sand. The sun hasn't set. He pulled me by the bench and just looks at me. "Yo
CHAPTER 20NEOLALyle is so good with kids. He is so kind and generous. The kids love him every time he visits the hospital because he dresses up. "Be a pirate!" Simon ask him. I watch as Lyle took his tie and put it over his eye. He menacingly looks at the kids and laugh. The kids laugh with him. "Être un prince (be a prince)." Rose says as she lean on her wheel chair. "Non! Pas un prince. He better be a pirate," Simon defended, his voice raising. Lyle stares at the kids, confusion apparent on his face. "Mais c'est le prince! (But he is the prince!)" "je te dis, il n'est pas. (I tell you, he is not)" Simon stomped his feet, trying to win the argument. "Yes, he is not the prince," Kendra supported him, holding Simon's hand. Lyle watch them, disappointment in his face seeing as they are not paying attention to him anymore. I know what they are talking about and he stood there clueless even though he can perfectly understand French. "Simon, Rose," I stood between the both of them a
CHAPTER 21 LUKE I am bored out of my mind. I twirled the pen on my hand, spinning it as the budget secretary rambles about the latest budget. Oh, come on Kurt! Stop this boring act and get to the point. Pft. I couldn’t focus on the task at hand. I can see my grandfather glaring at me from across the room. I clench my jaw and decided that I should run this my way, “Mr. Hobbins, how do you expect this plan will work out for years?” my stare made him nod at me. The cue is finally on. “I have looked upon it and it seems they have done it at Quebec. Their royalty have a very influential power towards preserving old buildings.” Kurt Hobbins looks at me, glasses glinting. “I believe that if you will do the same thing. This will help us greatly.” I raise my eyebrow at him. He’s a good actor. I can nominate him for Oscars. I look at grandfather to see him nodding in agreement. This is my chance. This is my final shot to make this work. I have to do it, one way or another. I will nev
CHAPTER 22 NEOLA "Yeah!" I look at the weird guy as he cheered. The guy next to him join him and together they clapped. I glared at the both of them before clapping with the crowd. "Whooo!" Lyle was silent. He did not utter a single word after I told him that I am already engaged. The words taste bitter and sweet in my tongue. It felt like a fresh wound that is currently being pampered at. The dull ache lingers but I can bear. Why does it seem so wrong to make that excuse? I look at Lyle as he sat beside me, his face like a stone carved out. So perfectly sculptured but still a stone. No emotion. He looks almost murderous. Like he can do anything to make everyone believes what he believes. And that scares me. We wait for the show to finish. My thoughts are in a jumble. Now that I told Lyle about my engagement, maybe that will make him draw the line between us. I bit my lip. But what if Luke decides that I am not good enough for him? What if he breaks off the engagement? The
CHAPTER 23 NEOLA I hold the resignation letter on my hand, shaking. I tuck my hands inside my coat, taking the other path leading to the head nurse. I don’t want Simon to see me. Or Kendra. Or Rose. I don’t want the kids to be hurt. I open the door and went in. The head nurse, Jodi, is surprise to see me there, not wearing my uniform, “Miss West, how can I help you?” she looks at me as I stood there, my hands shaking, “Please sit down.” I bowed and take the seat in front of her table. Biting my lip, I gave her my resignation letter. Her eyes widened, “Why? pourquoi?” She takes the letter and put it inside her drawer, “Neola, the kids love you so much. You gave them hope when they are losing it. They need you. We need you.” Her eyes shone as she cried. She held my hands and I grip hers tightly, “I know. But I can’t stay. I need to go back.” “Back to where?” I look at her eyes, so full of questions. I bit my lip. “I am sorry, I can’t tell you…” “Do you really have to go?” I shake
CHAPTER 24 (Days before Neola returns to France) LUKE I took a deep breath, my head hurts because of the jet lag. I took the hot tea prepared by Gigi and carefully sip. “Agh,” I sigh, relaxing on my chair. “So, you are back?” Grandpa’s wheel chair whirred as he entered the dining room. He looks at me, eyes gleaming. He seems to be in a cheerful mood. I stared at him and wait as he settle on the head of the table. Grandma is right behind him. She sat across me beside the king. Her expression solemn as she looks at me. “How did it go?” Grandpa’s tone is light but his eyes has a tint of seriousness in them. He took some bread and spread it with butter. I cleared my throat, “The prince of Canada is very welcoming. They expect to see progress with our project. He would love to visit here soon.” The king laugh, his chest heaving as he let out a loud snort. He took his napkin and wipe the sides of his face. Gigi gave him a cup of tea and he sip on it. Grandma sat on his other side, n
CHAPTER 25 NEOLA “Wait,” I turn around to see Luke running towards me. “Luke, what are you doing? Go back! The king—" “It’s okay,” he took me in his arms and hug me tight. “He’s alright. I wanted to talk to you, I miss you...” he held me close, leaning in to stare at me. Though I snuggled in his chest and tried to avoid his gaze. “You never know how much I have longed for you for the past month.” Oh Luke, I miss you so much but what you did disgust me. I push him back, my lips trembling. “Quit acting like a saint, Luke, because you are far from being one.” He looks at me as though he doesn’t know what I am talking about. I glared at him. Puffing my cheeks, I put my hand on my waist and said, “Luke, tell me...what do you need to say so I can go?” “What? You are going back?” he looks like a lost puppy, I couldn’t focus my gaze at him. He hold my hand but I just push him off, “Luke stop this nonsense.” I step back and stare at him. He looks at me and sigh, “Okay, well. I just wan