บททั้งหมดของ Falling for my Billionaire Crush: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Hope I sat there in the car with tears in my eyes as I dialed Daisy’s phone a couple more times but it was the same thing. She didn’t answer so I sent a simple text instead. She was probably sleeping because she would not intentionally ignore my calls. Since my only hope of comfort wasn’t available, I accepted my fate and just cried my heart out silently there. When I’d had enough, I slowly wiped my face dry and then started the car. My mind and eyes was completely blank all through the drive and it took all of my willpower not to drive myself into an accident. But then no matter how much this heartbreak had gotten to me, one thing that can never happen is me killing my self over a man. I, Hope Grenier, will never do that. By the time I pulled into the driveway, my eyes were stinging so badly I could barely see. My cheeks felt so tender and my throat was sore. I didn’t even bother wiping the tears anymore, they’d dried and come back so many times tonight it felt pointless. I sl

Daisy The first thing I felt when I woke up was warmth. Liam’s arm was wrapped lazily across my waist, his face turned slightly toward me and I could feel his breath against my skin. For a second, I just stared at him in the pale morning light filtering through the curtains. His hair was a little messy but he still looked so handsome even in sleep, and there was something so peaceful about him that made me feel so safe in bed with him. I was still lost in this when I suddenly remembered Hope. My eyes opened wide immediately and my stomach rolled up in knots. I had tried calling her again a couple of times during the night when the wine had worn off a bit and everyone had gone quiet and Liam and I had slipped away to bed. She hadn’t answered then, and it’s still no news from her now. I carefully slid out from under Liam’s arm so I wouldn’t wake him. I sat up and then grabbed my phone from the nightstand. My heart was beating nervously as I dialed her number again. Ring after rin

Daisy The moment I heard Tony’s voice in the background and then Hope telling him it was me and if he wanted to talk to me, my whole chest tightened. Panic just hit me out of nowhere and before my brain could process what was happening, my finger stabbed the red button and the call ended. I sat there staring at the screen like it had betrayed me while my heart was still pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. Why did I do that? It was childish and ridiculous but at the same time, I couldn’t face Tony. Not like this or right now after such sensual evening and night with Liam. It’s not like he would question me about me whereabouts though, not when Hope is next to him but it was the guilt that stopped me. I just had that feeling that he would hear something in my voice and just know everything that had gone down between Liam and I, and I wasn’t ready for that. I suddenly felt the weight of eyes on me and when I glanced up, Liam was still watching. He had a look on his face that

Daisy The second the door clicked shut, everything I’d been holding in broke free. My back slid down the door until I was sitting on the floor. I pulled my knees to my chest and then clutched my hands at my face as the sobs I’d been fighting finally poured out. I tried to breathe through it, tried to silence the shaking of my body but I couldn’t. It was like all the guilt and confusion I’d been forcing myself to suppress came crashing over me all at once. I stared at the ring through my teary eyes and saw as the diamond sparkled in the soft light of the room. It was almost like it was mocking me while catching on every tear that dripped down my cheek. On someone else’s hand, maybe it would mean forever but on mine, it just felt like a mistake. A beautiful expensive mistake that I didn’t know how to undo without shattering someone. I pressed my palms to my face and whispered to myself. “What have you done? What have you gotten yourself into this time, Dee?” I let out in a cracked

Hope I knocked lightly on my dad’s door before pushing it open. He was bent over his desk with his glasses slipping down his nose while flipping through files like the weight of the entire world rested on those papers. For a second, I hesitated and thought about coming later as he looked tired and worn out. He has been on his toes since he got back, trying to take care of me and even when he’s supposed to be resting, he’s back to work again but then I reminded myself of the time. “Dad,” I said softly, stepping into the room while he glanced up, distracted at first, then frowned like he was trying to remember something. “Hope? What’s wrong, sweetheart? Are you okay? Do you need anything? I thought I told you to just call me if you need anything, why are you stressing yourself again?” He let out with much concern while I shifted on my feet, suddenly feeling guilty for what I was about to say. “Your flight, dad… it’s in an hour.” I let out slowly and the pen in his hand froze mid-