Semua Bab Falling For The Biker : Bab 91 - Bab 100

Sierra's POV My breath got caught in my throat. My grip on Arthur only tightened. He tensed up, glaring at Neil, who had a bright smile on his face as he leaned back, legs crossed and arms spread.The looks on the men and woman around the table were one that looked like they had seen a ghost. They all stared at Neil, surprised he was ready to go that far.Arthur was about to speak, but I held him down, gently. He turned to me with his brows furrowed, but I gave him a calm smile. He only relaxed a bit, but it was more than enough as I turned to Neil.“I'll pass,” I said calmly, trying my best not to dig my fingers into Arthur's skin.Neil smiled. The more I looked at it, the more I felt uneasy. “Two glasses of the hottest alcohol,” he said, grabbing a bottle at his side.He twirled the cap open before filling two glasses with no restrictions. He passed them to me with his smile still intact. “Drink up,” he said.I stared

Sierra's POV I rushed out of the house, scrolling through my phone. Elvis always had a watch around his wrist. There was a tracker on it. I moved around, showing the picture of my little boy to anyone I came across.But they all said the same thing, they didn't see him.I paused for a moment, taking a deep breath to calm my nerves. I was sweating all over and was close to the edge of losing my mind. I was still finding it hard to pin his current location.I spotted a lady approaching quickly; I swiped away the sweat on my forehead and went to her. “Hello. Please, did you see my son anywhere?” I said, showing her Elvis' picture on my phone.She nodded. “Yes, I saw him heading for the school,” she said.I nodded, running off to find him. However, just before I could get to the school, my phone vibrated, pin pointing where Elvis was. He was heading back home.Quickly, I turned around. A few distances before the house, I sp

Sierra's POV “Wife?” I muttered, glancing at Arthur, who was red in anger.“See what I'm saying?” Arthur said, pointing at the door. “He is up to no good.”I turned to the door, wondering why Richard would do that. Yes, he had once confessed to me, but I had turned him down. It's been so long. Why then would he do something like that?“I'll handle the bill,” I said to the nurse, who smiled and walked off.“You're seriously going to let this slide? Why pay the bill anyway? Wasn't he the one who acted like an idiot?” Arthur said.“I hurt him. I need to pay,” I said and headed for the reception.Arthur would only keep getting angry if we continue talking about it. Once I was done paying up, I returned to the ward. The tension was high in the air.“Mommy,” Elvis ran to me, hugging my legs. “Do you want to get married to that man?” he pointed at Richard.I shook my head, crouching down. “You don't have to w

Sierra's POV I held my paint brush lightly, staring at the clear sky. The snow had left just as quickly as it came. I moved my brush, smearing paint on the canvas paper.I let my brush work, my mind half into what I was painting. This was the first time in years I was painting. I was surprised I still had it in me. Eve sat across from me, also painting.I couldn't see what she was doing, and neither could she see mine. “Are you going to tell me what's going through your mind?” Eve finally spoke.We've been here for over an hour. The sound of the leaves dancing on the trees and the cool air of the wind touching my skin was the right ambiance I needed right now. It was calm. Calmer than the chaos that seems to be happening in my life.I hadn't said a word since we got here. I only told her I needed to paint, and she was excited. I didn't think she would spot my troubled mind so easily. “What if there is nothing going through my mind?” I da

Arthur's POV Two days and Sierra has avoided me. No explanation. Not a single word back. Going to her house also was futile, as she was either not at home or didn't want to see me.Jackson, being the ass he was, didn't want to speak to her on my behalf to get to know what I had done wrong. However, a part of me had a guess that it had to do with that stinking lawyer, Richard.It was all over him that he was a creep who liked Sierra. Either Sierra was avoiding addressing it or she knew and wanted it. Neither of them did I like, but I couldn't say much about it.The little I did, and I've been sidelined for days. I wasn't sure what to do, and I was growing frustrated by the minute. I sent her another text, hoping for a reply.An emoji.A letter.Anything but this silent treatment, but I got what I had expected back — silence.I stood at my window, racking my brain for the best cause of action. Maybe I could