บททั้งหมดของ Marrying My High School Bully: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Chapter 61Lorraine It felt so good to prepare for the main runway show. Despite the obstacles that caused me some distractions, it didn't stop me from getting the job done. The new designs were mind blowing and I couldn't wait to put them on. I could own all of them if I wanted, all I needed to do was make a demand and it will be settled. As soon as the artist finished with my face, Dexter barged in with a bright smile, his eyes blaring with adoration for me. I liked it when he looked at me that way, like he wasn't tired of being with me. Ever since the video about my marriage with Dexter hit the internet, my colleagues stayed away from me and changed their attitude. Marianna, who disliked me with passion, went out of her way to make sure I was comfortable when I came this morning. I guess they were all scared of losing their contracts with the agency. "You look so stunning, baby. I can't wait for you to climb that stage and show them who the boss is." He said, hyping me wi

Chapter 63Dexter "What's wrong with her?" I panicked, my eyes trained on Lorraine who laid unconscious on the bed, her face pale and almost lifeless. My heart clenched in pain, seeing her helpless and vulnerable. "She was poisoned by what she might have taken in, and the poison has caused a lot of complications for her. She'll be awake soon, but we are still checking the amount of damage done in her system." Doctor Luca explained, his expression as unreadable as usual, but there was a glint of pity in his eyes. "Wait a minute, Doctor Luca, you just talked about food poisoning. Is it the normal kind of poison because Lorraine is very careful of what she eats?" He shook his head, taking off his glasses that exposed a little bit of vulnerability from him. He wasn't just a doctor, he was my family doctor and he had treated a lot of cases that happened to me, so I didn't expect formality from him. "Look, Dexter. It wouldn't have been this fatal if it was mere food poisoning. The sym

Chapter 65Dexter "Oh God!" I groaned, forcing my eyes open as the brightness of the room jolted me from my sleep. I shouldn't have jerked or made any sharp movement because the effect went straight to my head, causing a banging headache. What in God's name happened last night? Why did I feel like something had gone wrong but I couldn't do anything? I stood up slowly, afraid of losing control, then I held onto the edge of the sofa to steady myself. A realisation hit me. I slept on the sofa...! Lorraine? My heart skipped a beat. Where was Lorraine? "Baby," I called, taking the stairs in twos, eager to get to the bedroom. She didn't respond, rather my voice echoed back. I held my breath, barging into the room with my worst fear rising to my throat. What if she had fainted again and I didn't know? What if she got sick again? Several 'what ifs' crossed my mind, but it didn't assuage the panic I felt when I met the bed empty. The sheet was neatly arranged just the way I left i

Chapter 67Lorraine "How was your day?" Stella asked me just as she returned from work. I quickly dried my eyes and sniffed. "Boring. " I replied quietly, staring at the flower on the table beside the wall. She dropped her bag and sat down beside me, tilting my face to hers. "You've been crying all day. Take a look at your face, it's red and swollen and you have become a shadow of yourself." She said gently, though deeply worried. I couldn't hold back my emotions as my body retched with heavy sobs that turned into a bawl. It had been my routine since I dropped by at her place after leaving Dexter's house last night. She was surprised to see me at first, then I told her that I wouldn't stay for long, and I just needed somewhere to lay my head and that would be it. She agreed and when she left for work, the burden of my present reality came crashing down my fragile shoulders. I couldn't eat anything, not even the toast bread she prepped before leaving as it was repulsive to me. "

Chapter 69Lorraine He hesitated, his breathing ragged as his eyes narrowed towards my parted lips. Slowly, he lowered his head with his eyes closed. My pulse raced as I anticipated his lips on mine. Nothing mattered right now as I just wanted to do something that would distract me from my pain. I shut my eyes as well, licking my lower lips as I craned my neck to meet him. Our lips barely touched, then he retracted his neck and whispered. "No." My eyes fluttered open as I gaped at him in surprise. "Why aren't you kissing me?" I asked, a bit offended at his subtle refusal to do what I wanted. "Because you don't really want it." He replied in a clipped tone. Anger shot through me as I glared at him. "And what makes you think that you know what I want? I want you and your eyes are blazing with need for me. You can't hide it, Bumpy, so let's just enjoy this short moment and be done with it." I flared, frustrated at the calm manner at which he stared at me. "Dexter came here today,