All Chapters of When He Found Me: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The doorbell rang, interrupting our kiss. As I opened the door, there stood my uncle, Noah Adams. His stern exterior always gave him an imposing presence, and the surprise on his face when he saw Olivia next to me was undeniable."Lucas," he said, his voice tinged with a mixture of amusement and curiosity, "I wasn't expecting to find company at this hour."I exchanged a quick glance with Olivia, who gave me an encouraging smile, before turning back to my uncle. "Uncle Noah, this is Olivia."He raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "Olivia, is it?" He looked her up and down as if assessing her without any pretense."Yes, Mr. Adams," Olivia replied politely, her composure unwavering.My uncle's lips curved into a faint smile. "Well, Lucas, it seems you've brought someone interesting into your domain. How about joining me for dinner tomorrow? I'd like to get to know this young lady better."My heart raced, and I cast a quick glance at Olivia, unsure of how she'd react. To my surprise, sh

Olivia's Pov:The lingering panic from earlier gripped me. Even when Lucas had called me, I struggled to string more than two words together. Was it even reasonable to feel this way, considering how close we had become? With my thoughts in turmoil, I eventually drifted into an uneasy sleep.In the midst of my dreams, the chime of my apartment's doorbell abruptly brought me back to reality. Groggily, I glanced at the clock on my bedside table; its glowing digits displayed the ungodly hour of 1 o'clock in the morning.Panic surged through me as I wondered who could be ringing my doorbell at this ungodly hour. I flicked on the lights, casting a hesitant glance around my room, my heart pounding in my chest. The doorbell's persistent chime echoed through my apartment.As I cautiously made my way out of my room and toward the front door, the voice calling my name became clearer. "Olivia, come out," it urged urgently. It didn't take long for me to recognize that it was Lucas.With trembling

As I walked into the office building, I couldn't shake off the flutter of excitement in my chest. The thought of seeing Lucas, even if it had to be in secret, had a way of making my mornings brighter.As I went about arranging my desk, Lucas walked by. Without turning to face him, I offered a casual "Good morning." He replied in kind and continued walking. However, just a moment later, he doubled back, and I turned to look at him, surprised."Is everything alright?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.He shook his head, a playful glint in his eyes. "No, where's your smile?"I couldn't help but chuckle at his remark. "Well, I guess my smile was on a coffee break this morning," I quipped.Lucas grinned, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "We can't have that, now can we?" He reached over and playfully tapped the corner of my lips with his index finger, making me break into a genuine smile."That's more like it," he said, clearly satisfied with the result.I shook my head, amused by his antics.

Lucas pov:I enjoy our daily routine now. We work in the office in the morning, and in the evening, we either go to her place or mine for dinner and maybe watch a movie. After meeting Olivia, my life took an unexpected turn, one filled with laughter, love, and a newfound sense of purpose. She waltzed into my world like a breath of fresh air, bringing with her a warmth and light that I didn't know I was missing. With her by my side, every day feels like an adventure, and every moment brims with possibility. Olivia has a way of effortlessly melting away the barriers I've spent years building, replacing them with a sense of vulnerability and connection that I never knew I craved. Each morning, as the sun peeked over the horizon, I found myself eagerly anticipating the day ahead. Stepping into the bustling office, I was greeted by the familiar reassuring presence of Olivia by my side. Together, we navigated through meetings, deadlines, and endless meetings. Olivia's unwavering support an

The dim lights of the bar cast long shadows, creating a cocoon of anonymity that I desperately needed. I slumped onto a barstool, feeling the weight of my sorrow and confusion press heavily upon me. The atmosphere was thick with the scent of stale beer and cigarette smoke, a fitting backdrop for my current state of mind.I howled at the waiter, my voice rough and edged with desperation. "Keep serving me your strongest drink," I demanded, my words slurred with a mix of anger and sadness. The bartender nodded, not questioning my obvious distress, and poured me a glass of something amber and potent.I took a long, burning swig, the alcohol searing a path down my throat. I wasn't sure if it was to my liking, but I didn't care. My taste was peculiar tonight, just like the tangled mess of emotions inside me. Olivia's deception gnawed at my mind like a relentless parasite. She had hidden something monumental from me, and now I couldn't fathom who she had been cheating with exactly. Was it t