บททั้งหมดของ Back To Love: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

"This is exactly what I hate about people like you. Just because you feel smart, you think you can give advice like this?" Winter scoffed. Somehow they all knew that every word she said was the truth but they could never accept it. How could they accept it?"What is it that I have said that is wrong?" Ella asked. It makes no sense for a man to just abandon all he had worked for. If he was truly in love with you and wanted to really secure a future with you, then trust me, he would not break it all off just because his first love from some years ago showed up." Ella was glad that her train of thought was not interrupted as she spoke. "I mean...I'm just saying.""If you want to sit there and talk all smartly, then you shouldn't be here. No matter what you think. Olivia-Marie is our friend and we should be helping her out and not generating ideas in our heads. If you know you aren't interested in helping out, then I suggest you keep those opinions to yourself and let us be." Aria's voice

"Don't you think that is a mean thing to say?" Aria asked. Winter looked down at Janelle and knew she had gone too far; wherever she was, fired up in situations like that, she was one to go too far. It was nothing new to them but still, Janelle's feelings were hurt. One thing with Winter was that no matter how much she knew she was wrong, she never admitted it and never apologised for it.She squeezed her lips together and sat down. Janelle still had her head down. No matter how weird their relationship was, she still feared being kicked so she could not even express her displeasure. It was true after all; she had been a waitress before and it was not a fact she hid from them so she took it in good faith."What is taking them so long?" Winter murmured. The girl had barely been gone for about five minutes yet Winter was eager to get into battle with the girl. The reason they stayed back in the restaurant together was now tossed aside because none of them dared challenge Winter. She wan

Ezra walked into his office; Mary stood up as soon as she saw him walk in. The expression on his face was not something she was familiar with so she knew it was going to take her a while to know how to react."Welcome, Mr. Thatcher," she said, taking up her tablet, ready to follow him. He only told her that he was going out for a quick lunch but had spent a longer time out. The meeting he had with the team leads for the design team had run late and she needed him to get on with it immediately."Don't come in," he said in a lingering voice. She stopped at the edge of the table and watched his back as he entered the office and shut the door. She walked up to it and turned the knob but realised that he had locked it from inside. She could open it if she wanted but she knew he would be into it like that."Mr. Thatcher?" she said, pounding on the door with her fist. "This is important, very important," she added when Ezra did not bother to say anything with her knocking."I do not want to

Ronan tried Mr. Prescott's name once again. Alfie seemed to be trying his best to ignore his calls. "Pick up Mr. Prescott," Ronan murmured. The traffic had been so bad that by the time they got there, the site had closed and no inspection could be done. Noelle suggested calling the site manager and asking them to get out there but he told her not to bother; after all, if he had done his job as and when due, they wouldn't have had any reason to come out that late in the evening.However, they had to sleep over, inspect the site by morning and then leave, meaning he could not go to see Alfie and now the man was ignoring his calls. They were all businessmen so they kept their phones close to them, maybe even closer than any other thing they owned.Ronan tried a couple of times and even he had lost count of how many times before the man picked up. Ronan was greeted by a grunt on the other side of the line. "Why are you calling me so much this late at night?"It was indeed late at night bu

Of all the words that could have come out of Ronan's mouth to her, that was the least she expected. She gasped and tried to stand up but his grip was still tight. "Aren't you drunk?" she asked because it made no sense for a drunk man to be that strong and hold onto her that strongly."I am not sure," he said, yawning. Her face was filled with his breath and she could tell that he had vodka and he still wanted to drink. "Just have a drink with me, please," he pleaded. This was nothing like him so she sighed. She was sure that he would not be able to last a few more drinks and would be drunk at the end; then she could put him to bed and be out of there.Her only fear was that he would be severely hungover in the morning; she would have to get him a change of clothes and probably something for herself as well since they would both be reeking of alcohol. She could not believe how much of a workaholic she had become. A man as attractive as Ronan was holding her in close range while asking