บททั้งหมดของ When Love Falls Into Sorrow: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 9

I was working a shift at the club, balancing a tray of drinks, when I spotted a guy who looked exactly like my boyfriend—Charles Jones.The man was sprawled out on a couch, the center of attention among the city's elite, who were all trying to win his favor."Mr. Jones, I haven't seen you around in ages.""Should I get some starlets to join us?"The man did not respond; he just casually flicked a speck of red from his finger.A bombshell in a tight dress leaned in close and murmured, "Mr. Jones, aren't I enough for you?"In a flash, he grabbed her wrist, flipped the script, and pulled her into a fiery kiss.Frozen in the corner, my mind went blank.I kept repeating that the man could not be the same guy I met by chance on the street.My Charles was all awkward kisses with soft gazes reserved just for me.To prove it to myself, I snuck a text to Charles, who was supposed to be at a construction site.Holding my phone with a racing heart, I watched as the man broke off the kis

As Charles rushed to my side, dawn was breaking, casting a soft light over the world.The night had been long, with the hospital's stretcher beds moving in and out of rooms, the last one settling in the ICU.I sat there, eyes red and raw, perched on a cold chair, too anxious to even blink.It was not until the morning light crept in that I noticed my phone was dead.When I finally reached Charles, the relief in his voice was palpable."Summer, where have you been?!"I've been outside the factory waiting for you, but after everyone had gone, you were nowhere to be seen."His voice felt miles away, yet its worry could not have been closer.Charles did not take long to get there.He wrapped his arms around me, patted me on my back, and whispered, "Don't worry, I'm here."The sharp smell of alcohol was gone, replaced by the subtle scent of a fresh shower."Summer, I'll earn more," he promised. "Believe me, we'll turn things around soon."I watched him, silent, not buying into h

At the sound of my arrival, he spun around, his eyes lighting up with a storm of emotions I could not quite read."Summer, it's been ages," he said.He closed the distance between us and said, "This place is a bit cozier than your last pad. Did you settle in okay?"You look thinner. Have you been skipping meals with your busy schedule?"His feigned concern made my skin crawl. "How on earth did you find me?"He hesitated, his eyes clouding over with something that looked like disappointment, and asked in a hushed tone, "Why are you hiding from me?"I checked your old job, and they said you'd left. The kicker? I went to the factory, and they claimed they'd never heard of you..."No such person, huh..." He stared at me, hurt flashing across his face, his smile tinged with sadness.I was done with the charade.I cut to the chase and said, "Mr. Jones, just spit it out. What do you want?"His eyes flickered before he gazed at me with a haunting intensity. "When did you figure it ou

Charles did not flinch!The car screeched to a halt, stopping just inches from him!I stomped on the gas again in panic, but the car just died, completely unresponsive!He was like a furious beast closing in, eyes blazing red.It hit me then—he had seen that coming. He had sabotaged the car well in advance!Despair washed over me."Quit fighting; there's no escape."I never thought you'd actually want me dead..."His voice was a sharp blade, edged with pain and restraint.He yanked the door open, dragged me out without a shred of mercy, and tossed me into the house.He locked the door and trashed the place.The next day, I was taken to a grand villa—an even larger prison.My phone was gone, and I was left in total isolation.He shed his pauper's clothes for a wardrobe worth a fortune—the prince back in his castle.He showed up only occasionally.Just watching me in silence.Sometimes, when I stood up to him, I would catch a flicker of defeat in his eyes.Then he would

I watched him on my tablet, his face a picture of panic."Summer, where are you? I'm sending someone to get you right now!"I let out a mocking laugh. "Take a guess."He stood there, stunned, a flicker of embarrassment crossing his face.He tried to sound calm, but the panic was evident in his voice."What are you saying? What are you planning?""It's pretty clear what I'm planning. I'm getting as far away from you as possible!""No!" Charles's voice cracked with desperation, his shout almost a howl. "You can't treat me like this!"However, my words were harsh and cutting."Why can't I?"Do you have any idea how much I loathe you?"Every time you touched me, every sweet nothing you whispered, it just made me want to hurl."Words are too feeble. They can't even begin to capture a fraction of what I feel."I wish you'd just died in that downpour that night and that I'd never laid eyes on you."He was visibly shaken. His face turned ghostly pale.The agony that lurked in hi