All Chapters of The Way He Looks At Me : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

“You left already? Text me back.”Ethan sent the text and waited for a response.“Who are you texting?” Evie asked, “You know you shouldn't be on your phone when you're driving, right?”“Yeah, I know,” He dropped his phone on the counter, and placed his other hand on the steering wheel, “I was just texting the client.”“So, who is this client?” Evie asked, “Is he so important that you have to go to him? I thought they were the ones that usually come to you.”“That's true,” Ethan answered, “But this client is not just any other client. He is an old friend of mine.”“Oh, really? Who is he?” Evie enquired in curiosity.“Do you know all my friends?”“Well, you said it's an old friend and I know all your old friends,” Evie said with a slight shrug.“Not all of them though,” Ethan said, picking up his phone.No response from Lincoln.He hasn't even read it yet.So he sent another text.“Hey, are you ignoring me? You know I hate it when you act out of character. Respond right now.”“You know

The moment Ana's lips met Arthur's, he quickly reeled backward, lost his balance and stumbled hard to the floor. They both stared at each other. “Miss Smith…” He called out in shock, “What are you doing?” “It's Ana.” “W... what?” “My name is Ana,” Ana said, “Call me Ana. I hate it when you call me Miss Smith.” Suddenly, a thought struck Arthur! If any of the employees see her here, it would be really messy for the both of them. He might lose his job... or maybe worse, considering how unpredictable and unmerciful Harry Smith was. He hurriedly sprang to his feet and pulled Ana inside the room then shut the door. Realizing he was still half naked, he quickly pulled out a T-shirt and shorts from his drawer and put them on. Ana stared at him, her heart slamming against her ribs. He still looked handsome and sexy nonetheless. “What the hell do you think you're doing?” He asked in a low, whispering voice, “And are you out of your mind? Kissing me?” “I love you!” Ana blurted. A

Harry Smith and Felix Burns engaged themselves in a mild conversation as they headed to the garage. And trailing behind them were their sons, Ethan and Lincoln. “Not even a glance at me?” Ethan asked. Lincoln pressed his lips in a thin line, refusing to retort as he emotionally and mentally prepared himself for whatever it was that Ethan was planning. “Oh, now you're ignoring me?” He sounded angry, but Lincoln couldn't quite tell if he was really angry. He couldn't even bring himself to turn and stare at him, “Sweet.” “You really love tormenting me, don't you?” Lincoln mumbled under his breath. “Oh yeah. I do,” Ethan responded, “You look cute when you're anxious or nervous.” “All this because you love seeing me in your own words CUTE?” Lincoln asked in annoyance and disgust, his voice as silent as a graveyard, so his father wouldn't hear. “Yes,” Ethan muttered, “You said you preferred me this way.” “By THIS WAY, you mean you acting like the psychopathic monster you r

Ana was drowning herself in the pool of regret, embarrassment and pain as she lay down on her bed and stared up at the ceiling. Her mind kept wandering off to Arthur no matter how hard she tried not to think about him. What came over me last night? She wondered in regret. I literally just embarrassed myself. I don't think I can face him again. Not after what happened last night. Going over to his cabin, forcing myself on him… and then… and then kissing him. Her heart fluttered as she thought of the kiss and her hand moved to her lips. That… was my first kiss. She thought. Definitely not how I expected my first kiss to be. Her face burned with embarrassment and she kicked up her feet. “Argh! Ana, what came over you last night?” She asked aloud, “I ended up embarrassing myself and getting rejected at the same time. How can I face him again?” She sat up and then sighed. Last night, her phone and laptop were confiscated by her father as a part of her punishment for her attitude t

Lincoln sat inside the car and watched as his father and Felix Burns said their goodbyes. The day has eventually come to an end and all Lincoln wanted was to go home and throw himself on top of his bed and wish everything that happened today was just a dream... or a nightmare. They were still saying their goodbyes when Ethan walked over to the car. His heart did a somersault as he saw him coming. Ethan halted by the window and bent his neck, “You have a date with Evie, tomorrow, right?” Lincoln quickly nodded, “Remember my warning. Act aloof and uninterested. I'll be watching. Got it?” Again, Lincoln quickly nodded, avoiding Ethan's eye. Saying he was now terrified of him was an understatement. Ethan stared at him for a while. Then Harry Smith shook hands with Felix Burns and began to walk to the car. “See you soon, Sir,” Ethan said, shaking hands with Harry. “See you later, son.” Harry got into the car, and so did the chauffeur who had been standing outside all along. He