One Night Stand With The Unforgettable Stranger의 모든 챕터: 챕터 411 - 챕터 420

Kirra finally smiled and the last bit of tension released from Emma’s shoulders. “Speak for yourself,” a voice said from the bed beside Kirra’s. The curtain opened to reveal a boy about Kirra’s age with a grin and an arm strapped heavily to his chest. “I’m delightful to be around.” Kirra’s eyes popped wide as she looked at the shirtless boy and then she looked down, her cheeks reddening. “I’m Michael,” he said and then winced as he swung his legs over the side of the bed so he faced them. “I’m Emma and this is Kirra,” Emma said. “What did you do to your arm?” “Rugby,” he said and then tried to shrug. His face paled and he swallowed harshly. “Note to self…don’t shrug.” “What happened?” Kirra finally spoke, looking back at the boy but focussing on his shoulder. “Caught in a ruck, dislocated my shoulder. You?” “Bad tackle. Head knocks. Blacked out for a bit and they insisted I come in to check for a concussion.” “Oh yeah? Rough. Who do yo

Seeing the way Emma and Kirra interacted made him happy but also pulled at something inside him. He’d never had a brother or sister. It had been just him, his dad, and his grandparents. He didn’t even remember his mother, not really. The only memories he had relating to her were when he would sit at the window waiting for her to arrive. After she left, she visited a few times and then the visits just stopped. He never knew why. He hadn’t seen her in twenty-six years and he had long ago thought he was over both her absence and her betrayal. She hadn’t even contacted him when his dad got sick. She hadn’t once tried to check on him to see how he was doing. Most of the time he wiped her from his brain. Pretended she was dead so that he wouldn’t spend time wondering where she was or why she had left. His father had been distraught at the time. He may have been young, but he could remember the sadness that lived in their house like an unwelcome visitor. They had moved in with his

“That is such bullshit, Emma,” Jake growled. “He dropped you off at the hospital and left you there. No car, no way of getting home. And then he didn’t even call to check on you? Do you really want a guy like that in your life? Do you really want a guy like that around your sister?” “Stop it, Jake. This is none of your business.” “None of my business? Shit, Emma. I was there. I saw how worried and upset you were and that fucker just dropped you off and drove away. He is an arsehole to pull such a dick move like that. Is the money really that important to you? Are you really willing to put up with his shit just because he’s rich?” Emma opened her mouth to reply, not really sure what she was going to say when the phone on her desk rang. She held her finger up to Jake to tell him that she would have words for him momentarily and picked up the phone. “Jake Campbell’s office, Emma speaking. How may I help you?” “Do you have a passport?” Natalie asked. Could the woman ever say a

She spent a few hours cleaning the house—it had gotten past untidy and verged on a garbage dump—and then did a quick trip to the supermarket to stock up on the essentials of toilet paper, coffee, milk, bread, and body wash. She then left a note for Devi telling her where Emma was going and how to contact her if she needed to. Emma didn’t think Devi would even read the note or notice that anyone had been in the house. Emma didn’t even know how long Devi had been gone or when she would be back. Lately, her mother had taken to disappearing on benders that sometimes lasted days. She was glad Kirra was now living with her and kicked herself for not taking her sister with her before this. When she got home, she packed, then packed again, and repacked a third time before she was happy with her luggage. She had no idea what the weather would be like. It was autumn here which meant spring there but she doubted spring in Europe was quite the same as spring in Australia. And she kind of hop

He smiled sadly. “Yep. I don’t even know if I have other grandparents on my mother’s side. I don’t know if she is even still alive. For all I know I could have half brothers and sisters somewhere out there and I don’t even know it.” “Your grandparents couldn’t tell you why your mother left?” “It was forbidden to speak about her,” he said. “That was my father’s rule and then by the time he was gone, I didn’t want to know anything about her. I was so angry, you know?” He turned to her and the look of vulnerability in his eyes made her reach out a hand to him. He took it in his own, his long fingers folding around her smaller ones. “I understand anger,” Emma said with a sigh. “I’m still angry. My mother didn’t leave but she may as well have. I know what it feels like to simultaneously love and hate someone.” A ding told them that they could remove their seatbelts. “Are we flying already?” Emma asked sitting up. “It would seem that way,” Jake said with a small smile. “I missed take