บททั้งหมดของ Chasing Love: A Second Chance At Forever: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

"Ms. Arwena!" the two bodyguards exclaimed in unison, their voices tinged with concern. Despite knowing their boss had likely escaped serious injury due to the car’s airbags, they couldn’t help but worry about her condition. "Are you okay, Ms. Arwena?" Fuentez asked, his voice soft but urgent. However, Arwena didn’t respond immediately. She sat there, frozen, her gaze distant as if lost in the whirlwind of her thoughts.Tears welled up in her eyes, and before she could stop them, the floodgates opened. She covered her mouth in an attempt to stifle the sobs, but it was futile. The anguish she’d been holding back overwhelmed her, and soon she was crying uncontrollably. Tears streamed down her cheeks, each drops a raw expression of the fear and anxiety she could no longer suppress.The bodyguards exchanged uneasy glances, unsure of what to do. Should they approach her, offering comfort, or should they allow her the space to grieve and release her emotions? They were deeply concerned for

Tandre fell silent for a moment, though his finger remained pointed at Archie. He studied his brother’s face, trying to discern whether he was joking or not.“Do you really love Arwena or not?” Tandre asked, frustration evident in his voice.He kept his eyes fixed on Archie, tracking his every move.Archie let out a faint laugh before locking eyes with his annoyed brother. He could tell Tandre felt like he was being toyed with—no boyfriend would tolerate or stay calm about another man kissing his girlfriend.“Isn’t it obvious?” Archie replied, feigning irritation at what Tandre had done to Arwena.“I know the connection you share with her. Even now, you still want her. Maybe you even still love her,” he added, his tone serious.Tandre scratched the side of his head and looked away, avoiding Archie’s gaze.“And don’t deny it,” Archie pressed. “You used to flaunt it proudly. You boasted about her to me. Besides, I’m a man, Tandre.” Archie emphasized the word man despite the protests of h

“Janica!” Becca rushed into her room upon hearing her scream. “W-what happened?” she asked, confused, but her gaze was fixed on Tandre, whom she knew was just as furious as Janica. The only difference was that Tandre remained silent.His sharp glare at Janica and the tense muscles in his jaw confirmed his intense anger. His fist was trembling, clenched so tightly it seemed like he wanted to punch something.“Answer me, Tandre!” Janica shouted again. “Because of her! Because of that b*tch!”“Janica, shut up!” Becca’s manager replied, trying to rein her in. She pointed at Janica, pressing her lips together in frustration. She had warned Janica earlier but only took a moment for things to escalate like this.“Tandre, I don’t know what happened—” Becca sighed, pinching her forehead. “I am so sorry; you need to go. Just leave so this doesn’t get worse,” she pleaded.Tandre’s clenched fist was now gripping the doorframe. The tightness in his grip made the veins on his hand bulge, and Becca w

"You’re making a fool of me?”Tandre’s wide eyes and pursed lips betrayed his disbelief as he finally spoke.He let out a bitter laugh, running a hand over his face in frustration. “Wow! You two are something else. I didn’t even realize you were lying this whole time! You made a complete fool out of me!” His voice rose, and he ruffled his hair in frustration, as though resisting the urge to lash out physically. “You convinced me you were engaged, but it turns out you weren’t!”Tandre’s anger boiled over, his expression a mixture of hurt and fury. In his outburst, he momentarily forgot Nathan was still present. The boy clung tightly to his Daddy Archie’s hand, his young face clouded with fear and confusion.Arwena quickly motioned to Nathan’s nanny. “Take him away,” she whispered urgently. Nathan shouldn’t have to witness this confrontation or hear such heated words. He had just come out of surgery, and this could deeply affect him.Nathan’s nanny approached with a gentle smile, speakin

Arwena’s eyes fluttered closed as she was drawn into Tandre’s intoxicating kiss. Her mind screamed for her to pull away, but her body betrayed her. Her hands gripped the back of Tandre’s neck, holding him closer, though she couldn’t bring herself to return the kiss.She felt the shift in his movements, the way his hand slid down her back, tracing each curve with a gentleness that only made the moment harder to resist. Slowly, the zipper of her dress was eased down.“T-Tandre…” Arwena murmured as if waking from a trance. Her breath was shallow, her heart pounding.Her eyes opened, locking with his. But she couldn’t do anything more than look into those intense eyes, searching for the sincerity in his touch, even as her body betrayed her.She didn’t want this to stop. She didn’t want him to stop, but she knew deep down it wasn’t right. The flood of desire, the heat that burned between them, was overwhelming, but she knew she couldn’t let herself be swept away, not again.She was sober no