Donovan のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 121 - チャプター 130

Donovan watched as Boma continued to stare at him, speechless."You're supposed be in a dress and this-" He observed her fully now, noting the slight swell of her handbag. The little ruffling of her well styled hair and somewhat smeared make up indicating a quick change of clothes.He shook his head unable to comprehend what was happening. His jaw tightened with suspicion and disappointment gearing towards anger."Where have you been, Boma?" He asked, his voice calm but stony. "Where are you coming from?"He noted the logo on the top she was wearing. Wasn't that the new restaurant he had been hoping to check out?"Explain yourself!" he half growled. "Christ!" He started looking around. "Where is Sharon?" He said through gritted teeth. Then he took out his phone and began calling her phone.Sharon was sipping water when her phone rang with Donovan's call. Without thinking much, she took the call."Get back here, right now." Donovan said before she could speak a word. Then he ended the c

Donovan stood outside talking with his men shortly before bed. He and Boma were at his place and their families had left the island as soon as the party was over.Ronald stayed back at a suite in the governor's lodge. Being grand patron of Donovan's cult, it was an opportunity for the student members to meet him briefly and Donovan was making arrangements for that meeting. Ronald was scheduled to return to the city the following day.Boma caught a glimpse of Donovan chatting with Phillip and Standfast outside. She got into the room and put a call across to Fidelis. She needed to talk to someone about her ordeal.His phone rang without an answer, so she called again. This time a girl responded."Hello." She said.Boma was speechless. Who was this girl? Fidelis never mentioned he was seeing someone."Um, he's in the bathroom, sorry. But he said I can take the call."Boma frowned. The girl's voice sounded familiar, but she could not place her finger on it."Oh. Okay. Please have him call

Ronald stared at Donovan for a beat. He wasn't surprised that Donovan was standing up to him. He had always been proud of him because he was his replica. But now, he was disappointed."I cannot believe you are turning your back against me.""This is not about me turning my back against you." Donovan replied. "This is about you respecting my marital home."Ronald's intimidating stare failed to make Donovan flinch. Ronald rose. "I guess we are done here." He said dismissively.Donovan rose. "Grandpa, please try and understand-""We are done here." He snapped. "You are no longer the man I thought you were becoming, strong, in charge, in control. You have become weak. A woman- a girl has weakened you. Remember I warned you against this. But I guess you did not listen. First your dream of having children early is now dead. Then you have let her add her father's name instead of answering just your name. Now you both live separately. Who knows what else she will make you do? Huh? Who knows?"

As the car rolled along the dimly lit streets, Boma's mind churned with a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts and emotions. She stole glances at Teni, wondering if she should confide in her, even though she could not help but feel a sense of unease settle in the pit of her stomach. Would Teni understand? Teni noticed Boma's troubled expression and furrowed her brows. "Is everything alright, Boma?" she inquired, her voice laced with concern.Boma hesitated, her fingers nervously fiddling with the straps of her bag. "I'm not sure, honestly," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "Donovan's on his way to my place with surprise chocolates, which should make me happy, but- I'm also nervous."Teni arched an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. "Nervous? Why's that?""It's just-" Boma struggled to find the right words, her thoughts jumbled. "He was with me earlier when you came for our tutoring session, right?"Teni nodded. "Well, if he sees you dropping me off after work, he'll defini

The day of the election for the Student Union President position had arrived, and tension gripped Wilberforce Island University as everyone eagerly awaited the candidates' manifesto.The auditorium where the event took place was filled with students, observers and management of the school. While some students genuinely wanted the best person to win, others' judgments were clouded by favoritism, influenced by their connections to the candidates. It was unfortunate, but this was the reality they all had to contend with.As Harry stepped up to the podium, Donovan sat poised in his seat, his eyes fixed on his opponent with an unreadable gaze. Dressed in a sharp suit, Donovan exuded an air of confidence and authority, his presence commanding attention even in the midst of a crowded auditorium.Boma's friend Hilda leaned over, her voice barely above a whisper. "Look at Donovan," she murmured, her eyes tracing the lines of his profile. "He's positively captivating, isn't he? So handsome and