Semua Bab Leaving You Bereft: Bab 511 - Bab 520

The white drapes before the apartment's floor-to-ceiling windows fluttered gently in the night breeze. Sawyer carried Maisie back to the apartment as she kept her face buried in his neck, looking dainty and fragile.He looked down and asked, "Still feeling shy?"She refused to answer. She tightened her hold on him so that he couldn't see her face.He chuckled and stopped teasing her, placing her on the couch in the guest room instead. He leaned down, supporting himself on the back of the couch, trapping her there.His fringe fell over his forehead as he lowered his head, adding a hint of maturity and sexiness to his appearance. He stared at her and said hoarsely, "Change out of your gown and take off your makeup. I'll prepare supper for you."Then, he held up her arm. "You're too skinny."Maisie bit her lip and said, "I want chocolate truffles."Sawyer chuckled. "I don't think I have those at home, but I can go out to get them. There's a 24-hour mart downstairs… Give me a kiss."

Eleanor could understand how Willow felt. The latter continued, "Julian's not worried about Gabriella at all."Eleanor laughed and said, "I don't think Gabriella will necessarily come out worse off. She's just willing to give more in this relationship now. The day she feels it's not worth it, she'll walk away without hesitation. None of the Zieglers are foolish."That comforted Willow a little. After a while, she drove into a building's underground parking lot and parked there. Their destination was a favorite haunt of the city's rich wives, mainly because it was private.The back rooms provided elite and high-end beauty treatments, including a new premium treatment. While Eleanor and Willow headed inside for a treatment, Maisie enjoyed some tea in the lounge. It was quiet, and the decor was vintage and elegant. The teacups were imported, and the tea was delicious.Maisie was dressed simply. She wore an oversized T-shirt with a printed design and a pair of denim shorts. Her hair ca

Sawyer wasn't just uninterested in Gloria—he wasn't interested in any other girl.He only liked Maisie, but she was still too young.He had desires, of course, but he kept them in check.After a long silence, his voice came low and hoarse. "You're not allowed to accept love letters from anyone else."Maisie didn't answer. She just rested gently on his shoulder. He was leaving for a week, and already, she didn't want to let him go. But even as she clung to him, her thoughts wandered—if one week apart made her feel like this, how would he feel if she left for three years to study in Eboris?Just the thought made it hard to breathe.Her fingers moved up to unbutton his shirt, but Sawyer caught her hand before she could go further.His voice was rough. "Maisie?"She pouted slightly. "I thought about it over and over… and I still think I should leave a mark."A strange gleam flickered in his eyes.Moments later, she leaned in and bit his neck. Right at the side, where the veins

Maisie froze for a second, then ran straight toward the front door, not even stopping to put on shoes.At the entrance, Sawyer was changing his shoes, one hand still gripping his suitcase.He wore a dark navy trench coat that made him look even more mature. Travel-worn but effortlessly handsome, he practically glowed. Maisie tiptoed over quietly, but he noticed her anyway.He reached out and caught her by the waist, pulling her into his arms.That's when he realized that she was barefoot. Her feet were gently placed on top of his slippers as he shrugged off his coat. His voice was low, deeper than the night itself. "Why aren't you wearing shoes?"Maisie clung to his chest, her thin arms looped around his neck. She whispered, surprised and happy, "Didn't you say you'd be back tomorrow?"But before she could say another word, his lips were on hers.The suitcase thudded aside. Maisie wrapped herself tightly around him as he kissed her again and again—deep, hard, and urgent. She c

Now, that bastard Greg had found someone new to pamper.Gloria swallowed her pride and forced herself to speak, holding back her anger. "Greg… Can we talk?"Greg helped his new girlfriend into the car and then turned to Gloria with a cold, detached stare. He pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and took a slow drag—completely indifferent."Gloria, I've been with more women than I can count, but I've never met one as stupid as you. You were living off my money, eating from my hand, and you still had the nerve to go after Sawyer behind my back? "You tried to challenge Maisie? Do you even know what the hell you're doing? You just cut off my money pipeline, that's what. You think I care whether you actually liked me? Whether you sleep around? "Hell no. I was just spending a little more to keep a high-end escort around. Jealousy and drama? Just jokes to me. But you managed to piss off the one person you shouldn't have touched. "Maisie's last name is Ziegler. Do you