บททั้งหมดของ SORRY DEAR EX, IT'S YOUR LOSS, NOT MINE: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

Briana POV“Where have you been? I was frantic with worry.” Noah greeted me after finally showing up at home.It was past the children’s bedtime.Noah leaned close and sniffed my hair.“You smelled cigarettes and alcohol. Where did you go?” Suspicion laced his voice.“I was just at the hotel.”Noah frowned. “Yet you did not bother to call me back or tell me? I had been calling you countless times, Briana.”I walked past him. I am not in the mood to face his scrutiny and interrogation. All I want is to lie in bed and rest.I feel so tired.Noah clamped on my arm and tugged. “Hey. What’s wrong? Do you have a problem? I thought we would try to make our relationship work. Why are you suddenly growing cold on me?”The gentleness in his tone was a mockery to me.When I remembered what Britney told me, my heart was being squeezed painfully in my chest.I squeezed my eyes shut.“I am sorry. I don’t think I can do this.” I told him frankly when our eyes met.“Why? Tell me your reasons so I

Noah POVI am losing her.I thought showing her my love - giving her time and effort would make her come back to me.But right now, I am feeling that she is slowly slipping away.And it breaks my heart in two.She left the kitchen, and I followed upstairs.She went straight to her room while I said goodbye to my kids. The children were enrolled in the best school in Redwood and will start school in a week.“Daddy! Let’s paint!” Mason called me when he spotted me standing by the doorway.He was sitting on a small artist's chair. The mini easel on his front hangs a small canvas.I watched while he wielded colors on the canvas and could say we have a fine artist in the making.He wields his brush like an expert, creating a dramatic fusion of colors.As a connoisseur, I could tell my son had talent.“Wow, son! This is great!”“Mason studied art back in Woodside. He had a solo exhibition last year. This year, the Ford Empire will sponsor another exhibition for him.” It was Marcus.I did n

 Briana POV“I hate him! I hate him! I hate him!” I mumbled the words like a mantra while I marched to my office.My heavy steps, emphasized by the hard clacking of my heels on the floor, echoed in the lobby, attracting unwanted attention.I don't care. I was so p*ssed!Most of the employees I came across would try to avoid me, not wanting to become the target of my ire.I was genial most of the time, but Noah p*ssed me off big time. Martina, who followed me after I walked out, openly laughed at me.She tried to stifle her laughter, but it came out as a

Briana POVI heard a moan, which sounded so much like it came from me.I was about to pull back when I heard Noah’s groan.The kiss became volatile. It was like Noah couldn't get enough of me.I can’t get enough of him, too.His heady taste, the warm feel of his body enveloping mine, reminds me so much of the years before our separation. I was ready if Noah decided to take me right there and then, but it seemed like he was not.He pulled back. We were both panting while staring at each other.“Why did you stop?” I said in between my pants.Noah cupped my face with his palms. His movements and gaze were tender.“It’s not the right time.”I pouted. Sexual frustration made my body shiver involuntarily.“I am dying here,” I admitted.Noah leaned and pressed our foreheads together. “So, do I. God knows how much I wanted to, but you deserve to be worshipped. I want to pay homage to your body for bringing my triplets into this world.”I nearly cried in frustration, but Noah continued.“Unt

Noah POVI saw Bennett walking briskly to catch up to us, but I didn’t allow him a chance to get close to Briana again.He already monopolized her time from the moment she stepped inside the ballroom. It’s my turn, and I don’t intend to let Briana go now that I have her in my arms.My eyes connected with Brent. With one nod, he went to deftly block Bennett’s path, preventing him from getting close to us while we escaped.Bennett looked frustrated as he tried to escape Brent’s claws, but my friend got his instructions from me. Engage Bennett, and do not leave him alone to catch up with Briana and me.I could only rejoice when our path cleared. No Bennett chasing after us.“I haven’t said goodbye to Luke and his parents,” Briana told me, seeming disappointed when I bundled her into my waiting car.Despite voicing the complaint, she automatically pulled the seatbelt’s strap to her chest.I did the same before starting the engine and leaving the hotel.“You can talk, but not now. Luke