All Chapters of The Way He Looks At Me : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

“What?!” Hailey shouted through the phone, nearly busting Evie's eardrum. “What did you just say?” “Why are you acting so shocked?” Evie enquired, applying lip gloss on her lips, then smacked them together, “It's just sex. It's not like I've never had sex before.” “Evie, what you're trying to do is wrong,” Hailey's voice came through the phone, “This is not the way.” Evie dropped the lip gloss on her table, unplugged her earphones and put her phone on loudspeaker, and then proceeded to straighten out her blonde hair. “Hailey, this is so unlike you.” Evie pointed out with a frown, “You're acting like a saint right now. I thought you would support me. You have sex like… literally every day with strangers but when I try to have one, you're acting like you're my mom.” “Well, yeah, I know I'm not a saint,” Hailey replied, trying to reason with her, “And what did you call them? Strangers, right? But Lincoln Smith is no stranger, he's your fiance whom you will be getting married to lat

The man's face was now twisted with terror as Lincoln stared at the recording camera. He opened his mouth to say something but no word could come out. “What's next?” Lincoln asked with a smirk, “Hmm… let me guess, you gonna find a way to a bugging device on me?” The man flinched back. Oh, my God! He knows I'm stalking him? He thought in horror. How on earth did he know? I've always been discreet! I've gotta get outta here! “Stay away from me!” The man screamed, throwing himself on the floor, thereby attracting the attention of the other customers who quickly turned their heads. “Stay away from me!” Lincoln stood and watched him. He was well aware of what he was trying to do and if he kept doing it, someone might eventually pull out a phone and record the whole thing. So he put the camera back into the see-through bag and then threw it to him. “Get the fuck out here!” The man grabbed the bag, scrambled to his feet and then dashed out of the building. Lincoln sighed in reli

“Mr Maxwell, can you please drive a bit faster?” Evie anxiously pleaded with her driver while still trembling in horror.“Sure thing, Miss Burns.” The man accelerated at high speed.Lincoln wrapped his arm around her shoulder in consolation while he stared out at the bright moon.They have been driving to the location of Ethan's ACCIDENT for the past thirty minutes now since the drive was an hour and a half drive from the hotel.However, Lincoln couldn't help but wonder if Ethan really got into an accident judging from the way he sounded over the phone when he spoke with Evie before the call had automatically ended itself.An hour later, they had arrived at the location of the accident which was crowded with onlookers whispering to themselves.“Oh my God!” Evie whimpered, opening the car door and running through the crowd.“Evie! Wait!” Lincoln screamed and then ran after her.The two came to an abrupt halt when they saw Ethan's car smashed into a tree.“No!” Evie muttered and fell to

Lincoln wrenched his brain and began to think. *Earlier, During The Date After Evie Had Returned From The Bathroom* “I got mad over that, it was probably bitchy of me.” Evie chuckled nervously, brushing strands of hair off her face. “It's okay, your feelings are completely valid.” “So, about our date today,” Evie said, “I was thinking…” Lincoln stared at her. If she has an ulterior motive, then I think I should know. He thought. I should know, right? “May, I ask you something?” He interrupted her words. “Yeah, sure, what is it?” Lincoln gulped. “I might have asked you this before but I don't really remember, so I'm gonna ask again. Why did you agree to this arranged marriage?” He dropped the question. Okay, that's so random. Evie thought, staring at him.“Because I saw your pictures and thought you were handsome,” She answered. “So, you agreed to this marriage solely because you found me attractive?” “No, that's not it,” Evie answered, instantly putting her sharp mind to

Smile, Ana, smile. Ana told herself as she gently combed her silky brunette hair. You have to smile no matter what. You have to let go. No, you MUST let go. You MUST move on, Ana. He's not worth your constant tears. There are better men out there. She heaved a deep sigh and dropped the comb on the table, then stared at her reflection in the mirror. After Arthur's final rejection yesterday, she had cried her little heart out. Yesterday was officially the worst day of her miserable, lonely life. She had put on dark shades before going to school, to conceal her red, puffy eyes which she has gotten from the cry. And also, she had apologized to the professor in front of the class as her dad had ordered. All she wanted at the moment was to get back her phone and laptop which were her best friends. She knew the best way to get rid of her feelings for Arthur was to fire him… but Arthur had pleaded and told her that he loved this job. And she couldn't bring herself to get him fired. S