บททั้งหมดของ Rejected by the Billionaire's Family: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

I don't go to bed early. I stay up waiting for Alex. A few minutes after I enter the room, a serving girl comes up to provide me with a shopping bag courtesy of Mr. Alex. I opened it up to see a pair of lovely night things and some possible clothes for the next day. With my mind churning the activities of the day, I had gotten into the shower and had my bath. Now I sit before the mirror, blowing my hair dry in the hopes that Alex will come up soon. I intentionally take my time but there's still no sign of him even when I'm done. I begin to consider the possibility that he went back home and left me behind. I check the time and consider calling him but it's just shortly past 10pm. I should wait till eleven. And that's exactly what I do. I stay up, going through all the updates of the product and when I begin to feel the sleep set in, I lean back against the headrest of the seat and let myself drift into a short sleep.When I wake up next, it's to the sensation of being watched. Slowly,

From the top of the stairs, I see Alex and he's on a call, his back to us. When he hears the ruckus coming towards him, he turns around and I literally see his eyes bulge out in surprise. That's all the reaction the girl's need and they whoop and cheer loudly as they lead me down. I'm so happy that my cheeks literally hurt from laughing. I definitely don't get to have fun like this often. "Monica…. you've outdone yourself I tell you". Alex pulls her into a hug and she beams at him proudly. "She looks gorgeous, doesn't she?" She asks, slyly. Alex turns back to me and I see his eyes travel down the frame of my body sensually leaving behind a trail of heat on my skin wherever he looks. From where I'm standing, I can see the fascination in his eyes as he slowly drinks in the sight of me. I feel so desired now that I coukd fly. "You …you look…..". He stalks forward and wraps his arm around my waist, bringing his lips down to my ear in a whisper. He takes his time though and I see what h

"Well that's one word for it. He's a total asshole"."Oh my…..". She bursts out laughing and I can see that her tipsy mind is very much enjoying being part of a little gossip group. ".... aren't they all? What did this douchebag do though? Did he cheat on you?". I scoff and reach for the wine I had dropped earlier, taking a sip from it."Girl, he really did it all". "Oh I see. The typical douchebag. And let me guess, he came crawling back after he'd had his fun. Or course he did!!!! He knows you are the only one who'll take his bullshit". I feel my mind reel a bit from the sharpness of her words. Is that really what happened? Had Alex gone on to have his fun and only realized after this much time that indeed….I was the perfectly meek candidate who'd graciously forgive him and let him back in my life? My brows furrow slightly in concern. That's a new perspective to what's happening and I must say….it doesn't sound all too strange to believe."Girl, he's a jerk. Don't fuck with his ass

Sleeping is a futile effort. I toss and turn, my mind boggling with a thousand unsaid words and unexpressed emotions. Finally, I give up and sit up on the bed, throwing the covers off and going to stand by the window. It's almost 3am and I've not slept a wink. My mind keeps going back to Alex and each time, I'm left wondering if I've done the right thing. I hurt him, I saw it so very clearly. And yet….yet but comforting him, I'd be baring my own soul. Is this how it's always going to be? With me having to throw more people under the bus to protect my own self? I sigh softly and wrap my lavender silk robe tighter around myself. I consider going down the hall to his room. He's a light sleeper and would wake up on the very first knock. But then….what would I say? I wince mentally and run a hand through my hair. It's true that there's that small part of me that's vindictive but….but I don't want to use him. I acknowledge the fact that I do bask in his attention. He still has my heart and

My throat seems to close up but I can't possibly escape the situation now. I've already put it out there that I have more to say, that's not exactly something you take back. I release a soft sigh and pull my hand away. "I…..". It suddenly seems like a herculean job to find the right words to say. "I…. about what Anita said…you know it's not true right?". He stares at me emptily and I resist the urge to squirm. "Of course". He says flatly. "After all we aren't even a real couple". I wince at the coldness of his voice. "That….that was probably an unfair thing for me to say….". "It's not if it's the truth though". "Yes it's the truth but….". I dart a tongue across my bottom lip and run an agitated hand through my hair. "I don't know what to do, Alex". I can't look at him. I keep my gaze fixated on the far wall behind him, scared that I'll give away too much emotions. And yet I feel his eyes boring into my face, it feels like he's looking right into my soul and if I look at him back j