All Chapters of HER EMERGENCY GROOM : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

We branched at a store and after trying about ten dresses on, he finally picked the one which looks the ugliest to me as okay.He was rushing me back home but has no problem with sitting and taking his time to criticize every fabric on the dresses I'd tried out: Even if this is mother's plot, he seems to be pleased with it!"I'm sitting at the backseat, why will I sit at the front with you?" I scoff and jump inside the car."I can only wonder why you didn't bring Pierre to drive." I roll my eyes then carry the food.I take a drumstick out and sniff it. I haven't have any boiled chicken before."Only a rat sniff food before eating them."I pass him a glare before taking a small bite: I chew on it, chewed then chew again then my head moves in a satisfied nod."It's nice after all."I open the pepper and dip it inside before taking another bite.Hmm..I finish it in no time and look up at the man that

Miguel...I drove to the venue Pierre sent after eating with Angela.The valet man collect the keys from me and i enter the double glass door."Mr Winslow," the manager has been waiting by the door for me."It's been so long." he trail behind me as I enter the lift."The chef has been working on new recipes recently, and I've got the cook prepa-""Save it, I've had food before I left home." I cut him off, showing him the back of my palm in dismissal.He followed behind me till we got to the room with no intention to retract in his steps."Do you want to see my guests instead? Here, enter." I kick the door open and pave way for him."Of..of course not, I won't even dare have such thoughts!" He bow before escaping.I scoff and step inside the room."You glow differently, Miguel." Racheal chuckles, raising the glass cup in her hand up to her lips for a sip."Exactly, what do you

Janice...I flip the pancake in the pan and look back at Jay who's been moody since that day.He has stopped trying to brainstorm new lyrics or listen to his old songs.He was just there, here in my apartment.After i was done, I place the pancake on three other and grab a glass of pure milk before going to sit beside him, shaking my hands out for Jay to help.He collect the drinks from my hand and i mutter a "thank you""The flour could only make four. Take two," I shove the plate before him.Like someone holding a grudge against me, he picked two.I watch the drama playing on the television with him when suddenly everything went blank."The subscription is out." he groans."Let's just enjoy our fo—" He stood up before I could complete my words, bouncing right out of the door and I scoff, my eyes dropping to the pancake in my hand.Why is he getting angry at me?I w

Janice..I stare intently at him. He seems to be hesitating about whatever he's gonna say and tho I don't have the goddamned time for that, I was still awed at the fact that I was sitting before a billionaire.. one hardly seen in public... Although we met first at the hospital but he was just an ordinary man to me then, maybe someone cruel.. it was his fault Angela landed in the ward after all.He finally looks at me, his gaze holding a different kind of command.I drag a breath in, suppressing the urge to start yapping instantly. This was it, how you feel around powerful people.. you start thinking it's okay to share your address with postal code, tell them your mama's date of birth, even share the date of your first menstrual cycle!But i was different, always. I never had such feelings of trying to please or fit into their expectations around them, I acted normal but him? He is just too much.If his gaze carries this much power, how much more his words?How is Angela coping with

Miguel. ."Did you found the answer you seek?" Pierre asked on our way to work. "She wouldn't say anything," I look out the window. "Doesn't that confirm your suspicion?" "Which is?" I turn to give him a look. "That your wife drinks?" He picks each word with caution. I chuckle. He thinks I would go all the way to her friend to inquire about what was already sure? "I sought for something else and it's already confirmed." I respond with a tone that shows i didn't want to entertain any more comment on the issue. Half way to our destination, my phone rang. I pick it up and a familiar robotic voice ring out,"How well do you trust your wife? Let's see, tomorrow by two, I'll prove to you that all women are the same,"My eyes move over to Pierre and I signal to him.The car jerks to a stop, and he brings out a phone and give me a nod"Since you're calling for the second time, I'd assume this isn't a prankster, and you know who you are speaking to.I cannot help but to be eager abou