Love Rewritten: Chasing Her Back のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

♛Aurora: Hours later, I got a call from Dan, and whether I wanted it or not and no matter how I tried to ignore my responsibility for a couple of days, I still had to drop by the site to check out how far our work had progressed. Leon and Dmitri left an hour back, and Trish had to ride with them because she had something to do at her workplace. I stepped out of the bathroom, rubbing my hair dry with the towel and walking over to the bed. The moment I sat down, I heard the door open, and Adrian stepped inside with three shopping bags, which he was carrying. I raised a brow in his direction as he stepped inside and shut the door with his leg. “Where have you been?” I had no idea when he even stepped out; we were together half an hour ago before I rushed upstairs to get ready for work. Adrian walked inside, dropping the bags on the bed, before he sat on the bed beside me. “There's a boutique close by. So I grabbed some dresses for you and a few other things I thought you might need

♞Adrian: The car rolled to a stop when we got to the site. My gaze shifted to Rory, who was sitting beside me and staring out the window. She had been avoiding glancing in my direction after I asked her the question that had been in my mind all week. Her freezing at the question was all it took for me to know I had done something wrong and asked at a very wrong time. Fuck, I was to blame. I had let my father’s words and my mother’s consistent pestering get to me, blinding me from patience and making me ask such a question at a very random moment, unprepared. “We’re here,” I said, brushing my fingers against her thigh, pulling her back to the present. She blinked, finally dragging her eyes away from the gates of the site and glancing at me. Her lips parted as she nodded slowly, “We're here.” I tilted my head, watching her too closely to miss the shadow in her eyes. “What’s wrong?” Everything was wrong; I messed up. I couldn't clearly see the response in her eyes, but she sh

♛ Aurora: The charity project was finally coming to life, and I could see it clearly right before my eyes. Covering my face from the rays of the sunlight, I glanced up at the tall buildings, which had been completed already, except for the furnishings. I glanced around at the workers, searching for Dan, and I saw him walking over to where I was. “It’s been a while since we last saw you around.” The sun brightened his facial features, and his lips pulled into a smile as he stared down at me. “A while?” I chuckled, “I was here a couple of days back.” Dan brushed his fingers through his hair, coming to stand right beside me and staring up at the buildings as I had been doing before she arrived. “It seems like that was ages ago. I was already used to having you around here most of the days to inspect.” I smiled. “Well, that's true.” For a while, none of us said a thing. My gaze traveled around the face of the workers, and I couldn't help but ask, “What about the worker th

♞ Adrian: Fuck, I knew something was wrong somewhere when she hadn't been answering her calls. “Turn the car around.” I said, my eyes finding Christian’s in the rearview mirror. He arched his brow. “I should turn the car around? To where? We are almost at the airport already.” “Turn the fucking car around,” I demanded, and without another word, he took a turn at an intersection. Trish's worried voice continued from the other end, reminding me that the call was still on. “We were talking about the message she got from an anonymous number. It's been going on for months now, and I wanted to have a friend of mine track the number—” A deep frown creased up my brows. “Anonymous what?” I asked. Trish went silent for a moment before she continued, “She didn't tell you?” No, she didn't. Because I haven't heard anything about messages from an anonymous number. And the mere thought of where this was heading left a sharp worry in my chest. “No. What messages are you talking abo

♞ Adrian: “A package? I would never think of her as that—I never said that!” Reid stammered, and it didn't take long for me to curve and release my grip on his hair. The man could hardly form a comprehensible word, and every minute I spent trying to get words out of him was a damned waste of time. I stood straight before him, and my gaze fell on his shaking frame as he immediately backed away from me towards the edge of the chair. “In three days, you said?” I asked; my voice was a little calmer now. Reid nodded frantically. “As soon as I get her, I'll hand her over to you, I promise.” I could have believed him, unfortunately, but the man was a liar and would do anything to save his own life. One thing was for certain for now, and that was the fact that Victor Rein hadn't gotten her yet. “Stop lying to me, Reid.” His eyes widened a fraction when Christian simply took a step further. “I'm not lying! I would hand her over to you.” I wiped my fingers clean with my handker