Lahat ng Kabanata ng Her Unexpected Love Story : Kabanata 131 - Kabanata 140

Emma’s POVAfter Liam and I had made up with each other, we spent the next hour being lazy and sitting down in the living room just on our phones while snacking on the rest of the things we had bought that were supposed to have been eaten at the cabin yesterday. Liam was the first one to get tired of doing that and after yawning multiple times, he decided to finally go up to his room to take a nap, leaving me alone downstairs. At the time he had left me, it was a little past 4 p.m., so I just decided to remain downstairs and watch a movie because I knew that if. I was to go up to my room, I would sleep, and if I slept off, there was no way to wake up in time to head over to Sammy’s place this evening and I couldn’t afford to not do that today. I had to go. I needed to go. After scrolling through my options on Netflix for a few minutes, I decided to watch Rick and Morty. I watched about three episodes before checking my phone and realizing it was already thirty minutes past six o’cl

Liam’s POVAfter Emma had asked me to go see my dad on Monday, it was most definitely bothering me. I didn’t have a chance to go over there on that Monday in particular, neither did I have a chance to get there on Tuesday as I was pulled into multiple meetings, so I put it in mind to go over there today, Wednesday, especially because my dad was supposed to have shown up to work today for a board meeting but didn’t. Once work was over for the day, thankfully I didn’t have anything spill into overtime, I headed straight over to my parents' house. “Hi, Lilian,” I smiled tiredly, greeting Lilian as I walked into the house. “Hello and good evening, Mr. Liam. How are you doing today?” she asked, her usual bubbly smile plastered across her lips. “I’m good. Thank you. And you?” I asked. “Very well. Would you like me to get you anything? Something to eat or drink perhaps?”“No thanks,” I chuckled lightly. “I’m just here to have a talk with my parents. My dad mostly. Where is he?”“Well,

Emma’s POV“Emma,” I heard Liam’s voice call out to me from downstairs. “Are you home?” he yelled out, the sound of his keys clanging as they collided with the glass dining table. “Upstairs,” I yelled in response, hopeful that he had heard me. “Okay,” he yelled back, his footsteps loud, as he made his way up the stairs. “Hi!” he greeted me with a big grin on his face as he burst into my room. “Uhm, manners?” I asked, chuckling as I sat up from where I lay on my bed. “Huh?” he asked with an expression of confusion as he shut the door and began making his way over to me. “You didn’t knock, Liam,” I laughed. “What happened to knocking?”“Oh. That,” he laughed. “Don’t you think we’re way past that?”“We’re way past knocking on each other’s doors before stepping into the room. Really?” I asked him with an eyebrow raised. “Boy please,” I scoffed. “Fine,” he rolled his eyes dramatically as he threw himself down on the spot next to me on my bed. “I’m sorry”. “Yeah, whatever”. “I misse

Emma’s POVFollowing my whole issue with Liam last night and our awkward encounter with each other at breakfast this morning, I think it was safe to say that I’ve been rather uncomfortable throughout my time at work so far today. With the way the air is between us right now, I just feel weird and uneasy. Sadly, this is how I feel anytime he and I have a disagreement or a fight or whatever. The man just has too much of a hold over me and it’s very annoying sometimes – like now. Trying to get work in this moment is mad difficult because I simply cannot get him off my mind. During my lunch break, I contemplated giving him a call so we could work things out, but I decided against doing that for two main reasons. The first and most important reason was that if I did that, even though he would deny it, I would most certainly come off as desperate and probably even clingy. The second reason was that, at the end of the day, he and I would still meet each other at home, and it would be far be

Emma's POVSaturday had finally come, meaning that it was time for me to go to Maywood to see Tony. Luckily for me, Maywood from Los Angeles wasn’t far at all, so I didn’t have to leave home early or anything. As I packed my overnight bag, stuffing my charger into it, it dawned on me properly that I hadn’t actually been to Maywood to see Tony before. Since he and I started talking, the only times we’d seen each other here in L.A. was when he’d come over here for business. Obviously, it worked for us, and so we’d meet up, but that has happened just two or three times now. So, thinking about all of this, it was quite sad that the reason I was going to Maywood to see him now was to let him know of my situation with Liam. Stepping out of my room, I bumped into Liam who was on his way back into his room. “Oh. Hey. Good morning,” I greeted him, a bit startled by his presence. “Morning. How was your night?” he responded, sounding rather chipper. “It was good, thank you. And yours?” I ask