บททั้งหมดของ Goodbye My Love: บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

A week passed and it's the end of the month. Hannah had talked to her lawyer about the change in her arrangement with Xander. Despite that, she did not run into Xander nor did he message her about meeting her again. A moment of silence that she enjoyed so much.While she awaits the execution of her plans, she pesters Denise to the point that the latter can no longer sleep properly.Hannah paid individuals to follow Denise wherever she went. Hannah ordered those men to make sure Denise knew she was being followed.At home, Denise's landline and cellphone kept ringing in the wee hour of the night adding fright and torment to her mountain of fears and paranoia.Lastly, someone tossed an unlit Molotov cocktail on the balcony. Denise was so scared, that she badly wanted to call the police and ask help from the Miller family. For what it's worth she’ll be the one in trouble more than Hannah.Denise covered her face. Soon her hands gripped fistfuls of her strawberry blonde hair and made a de

Lani immediately drove to the hospital as she received a call from Carmina about the box sent to Katarina.She could not stop but laugh at herself mockingly while her tears trickled down her face, “That waste of space vile woman. She planned everything through. She came into that event prepared.” She yelled as she hit the steering wheel, continuously hurting her hands in the process. Her knuckles turned crimson as they shook uncontrollably. She couldn’t control the shame and anger she was feeling. She stopped at the roadside and began wailing. She’s in deep thought racking her brains out for a way out of the situation.BACK at the Gala…Denise slept peacefully in her apartment for the first time in the week. No sudden knocks or calls or rocks are thrown at her window.Due to this, she overslept and just arrived and missed all the drama.When she got to the venue she could feel the tension in the air. The guests are whispering to each other as if something big has happened.“Is it abou

Despite the commotion that happened, the event continued. The host did his best to gather everyone's attention back to the 4 other awardees. Meanwhile, Riktor sensed that Hannah was done for the night, and suggested they could go home and Cyrene gladly agreed as she no longer wanted to socialize. On the other corner of the event… Clarise's jaw dropped when all the drama ended. “Damn! When she says sit this one out, she’s really serious.” She says as she watches how the police cars sped away. She was about to return to their table when she saw Hannah and Ashton leave the venue and head to the garden. “Oh, those two,” she muttered. “Yeah, who would have thought,” Toby replied, startling Clarise. She clasps her chest. “You scared me, Toby.” She narrowed her gaze. “So you knew?” He nods. “Ashton is a chatter.” She laughs, “He is. Now Xander knows too.” He frowned, "Yeah," he mumbled as he anxiously drank his whiskey. There's a nagging feeling in the corner of his mind that he cou

Lani was seated in front of the prison visiting room with a thick glass separating her from the outside world where freedom is. Her eyes were red and swollen as she cried herself to sleep in her uncomfortable bed. Far from the soft cozy luxury of the Miller mansion.She was staring blankly at her blurry reflection in the glass. She is recollecting her life before she was sent to this hellhole that will definitely be her new home.Her thoughts were soon interrupted when Peter knocked on the glass and motioned for her to pick up the phone on the wall to speak to him.She wearily reached for the phone and lifted her gaze to meet the lawyer’s eyes.He could see that she seemed to be disturbed and paranoid.He heard her mumbling on the line as she breathed rapidly. There's a crazy look in her eyes that matches her unkempt hair and dirty clothing as if someone shoved her on the floor.He was about to speak when he heard her say, “Did the Monroe boy die?” Her voice filled with anxiety, she co

In the dimly lit prison cell, Denise was huddled alone, her spirit bruised by the relentless taunts and intimidation of her fellow inmates.She feels like losing her mind. She’s been trying to reach Xander for more than 72 hours, but her calls were ignored. “He pledged that he'd get me out. It's been 3 days, and he hasn’t done anything.” She yelled internally. She’s been uneasy. She’s unable to sleep or eat properly. Her bed is filthy, stiff, and filled with bedbugs and her skin develops rashes.The food is not up to her standard, she can’t even withstand the smell. Despite her complaints about her situation, the prison guards remained unmoved. She even used Xander’s name to be prioritized, but the Miller family's influence seems to dwindle as they are also facing their own problems with the ongoing case against Lani. The Miller Group’s stocks were plummeting and Charles was taking advantage of it.Buying the shares using a dummy account to keep Xander in the dark that Thompson Inter