บททั้งหมดของ Resisting My Ex-Bully: บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

KILLIANI kept reminding myself that I was doing the right thing. I was keeping her safe. I kept her off the radar. So why did everything about that false breakup feel wrong?It felt even worse when I returned to my penthouse. This apartment had never felt more empty than now after she had left. Her scent weakened by the second, and my chest tightened at the thought she wouldn't be here for the next few weeks or more.My hands curled into tight fists. I hated this situation. I wished I could say my father and Yan Hao could go fuck themselves, but acting this way would have been utterly reckless. If my father had ordered to kill, or at least scare, Farid Talpur just because he had heard a part of his conversation with Yan Hao, I didn't want to think about what would have happened to Josie if someone had decided her presence threatened the merger. I would have never risked finding out.I knew that Josie didn't want this, I hated forcing her to pretend. Nothing about it seemed fair, and

JOSIEI crawled out of bed and stumbled toward the row of wall-to-ceiling windows overlooking the East River. The view from my bedroom was stunning, and so was my entire new apartment, but I couldn't find even a sliver of excitement within me.Sighing deeply, I pressed my hands to the window and blankly stared at the Manhattan skyscrapers. I instantly wished I could be on the other side of the river instead of here, where I felt as if I were exiled. A few months ago, if I'd been given such an apartment, it would have been like winning the lottery. Right now, I couldn't care less about where I lived. I only wanted Killian to be there with me.Letting out another sigh, I moved away from the window, grabbed a few clothes, and started preparing for work. I debated whether or not I should apply any makeup, but the dark circles under my eyes told me I should.“Don't crawl into your shell. Don't crawl into your shell. Don't crawl into your shell…” I kept repeating my mantra as I stared at my

Veronica told me a little more about her life and her passion for art. Then she shared how she met her husband and how she was too naïve and in love to notice all the red flags before it was too late. In return, I told her about my studies, my unfortunate relationship with Dylan, and how it all ended. She was easy to talk to, and I only noticed time passing when the sun above our heads began to set.“So… Josephine Clairmont, tell me about your ambitions.” Veronica grinned, refilling my flute with more champagne.I smiled wryly. “I don't think I have any.”“I think you do,” she said, squinting her eyes at me. “You just never admitted you have them. Fortunately, you don't have to be shy in front of me. So take a deep breath, think for a minute, and then tell me, if you could do anything you desire, what would it be? Would you like to create apps and games for the rest of your life?” When I shook my head, she laughed. “Then what would you want to do?”I did as she said and drew a deep br

The car stopped in front of the two-story red-brick building. It took me a moment to notice a restaurant sign since it was nearly entirely covered by densely growing ivy. From the outside, this place seemed almost abandoned, but the inside greeted us with tasteful art deco.I peered over the crowded restaurant without a single empty table in sight. Then I looked at Kaiden, but he only smirked and grabbed my hand, leading me toward the stairs. I drew a deep breath as we climbed four flights. “I apologize for the inconvenience,” he said, glancing at my shoes, “but the view and privacy are worth it.”A moment later, we found ourselves on the roof, where a single table set for two awaited. The roof was filled with all kinds of plants and illuminated by delicate garlands, hanging a few feet above the table. I stepped toward the edge of the roof, surrounded by the glass fence, and gasped as I looked at the night sky. If it had been Killian who had taken me here, I would have called it a pla

KILLIANI looked into Josie's eyes and saw the pain slowly crawling out to the surface. Guilt tightened my chest. I hated to see her hurt. I hated being the cause of it. “I'm sorry,” I murmured, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “I promise this won't go any further. This engagement will remain as empty as the media announcements.”She sealed her lips and nodded. “I trust you,” she whispered, lowering slightly and placing her head on my chest.I turned to lie on my back so I could accommodate her better, closing my arms around her. “I didn't want this. I tried to stop it… or delay it at least, and I even thought I managed to convince my father… But then Yan Hao called him, and it was as if he had been given an order.” I ground my teeth as I recalled the scene.Josie lifted her head and gave me a rather bitter smile. “I bet that Estelle was thrilled to hear the news.”I tilted my head back, groaning. “You have no idea... Her dumb minions organized a press conference in the main hall of t