Todos os capítulos de Another Chance At Love: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Chris Richards stood in the doorway looking round the room, then he spotted Jason and walked towards him. He was tall and broad shouldered, his greying hair had been dyed back to it’s original ash blonde color. He was well dressed like always in a dark blue suit. He was the richest man in California and was known as a ruthless businessman who did anything to score a point in business. His personal life wasn't the best either. His four ex wives had all complained of how mean and abusive he was. He sat down and smiled at Jason arrogantly. “Hey Jay, sorry to keep you waiting. I was in a meeting that is going to make me millions, so you see I couldn’t leave it to come and see you. Hope you aren’t mad?” He asked mockingly. Jason gritted his teeth behind a false smile. “No, never. Business before pleasure.” He said mildly. Chris smirked. He knew Jason was fuming but pretending everything was fine because he needed something for him. Humbling Jason Turner and treating him like a nob

Present dayAdele's Pov I lay awake all night thinking about my childhood, and all the happy times I’d had before everything fell apart. I thought of my family. A year ago I had sent Dad an email asking to know how he was and telling him how much I missed him. He hadn’t replied and had blocked me. Now he had asked to see me which meant he must have forgiven me, but what about Tina and Karen? How would they react? I was eager to see them but not if it meant being mocked and called names in front of my son. But with Dad there I was sure everything would be okay. I thought of my ex boyfriend Harry and my ex best friend Lucy. Was there any chance I would run into them? And how would I react? I still couldn’t believe a girl I had called my best friend could have betrayed me like that. It was only now I could think about it without crying, but it still hurt. And I thought about the dark haired guy who I suspected was Jay's dad, would I run into him? I sighed. Maybe I would find

It seemed to me I had been sitting in the chair for hours. I was numb with shock and my heart ached. My eyes were filled with tears which I fought to stop from falling. I couldn't believe it. Not only had Lucy and Harry stabbed me in the back, they had gone ahead to rub salt in the wound. I managed to stand up and left the room. I could hear Jay and Marie in the kitchen but I couldn’t face them yet. I went upstairs and entered my bedroom. It was just the way I had left it except a picture of me and my mother, taken when I was a year old, had been removed. I now remembered I hadn’t seen any of my pictures hanging on the living room wall. I sighed heavily and sank to the ground, sobbing into my hands. When I had let it all out I got up. I had to go and wash my face but I hesitated, remembering that five years ago I had stood in this same bathroom and tried to take my life. I shook my head. All that was in the past. I went into the bathroom which was as clean as my room. Marie

Adele's PovI returned to my room feeling hurt and humiliated. I should have known better than asking Karen for anything. I looked through my clothes and sighed. Most of my clothes were sweats, tshirts and jeans. Nothing good enough to wear to a first impression dinner and I didn't have enough money to buy something new. Asking my dad for the money was out of it. Rachel called me. I winced. I didn't want to tell her the truth, but I didn't want to lie either. "Hey Rachel." I said trying to sound normal. "Adele, how are you? How is it going?" "Well." I lied. "So your dad wanted you guys to make peace?" "Yes. We are talking. Everything is fine." "Are you sure you are okay?" "Yeah so is Jay. Thanks for asking." "Well your dad is a jerk but if he wants to guys to reconcile then I am happy." I bit my lower lip, feeling bad about lying to her. "Thanks again for calling Rachel, we will be home soon. Bye." I hung up before she asked more questions I had no answer fo

Adele's PovI was nearing the exit door when I heard him call out to me. “You forgot your dress.” He said, raising the two shopping bags. Stupid me. I thought. I tuned to face him, my face red with embarrassment. “Look I am sorry. I shouldn’t have said all that.” He said gently and headed me the bags. “I paid for the dress and bought another for you.” He explained. I hadn’t expected that and was pleased and surprised. “Thank you. I didn’t expect you to pay double.” “It's okay. Now you can do me a favor to pay back.” Seriously? “What?” I asked impatiently. “I want to pick out a gift for my fiancée but I'm not sure what to get her. Can you help?” I didn’t know why I felt a little disappointed to hear the word fiancee. I glanced at the time. Still had enough time before I got back. “Sure, let’s go. What do you have in mind?” I asked. “Flashy jewelry. That is what most women want isn’t it?” “Not really. What most women really want is to get through t