The Arrogant Love의 모든 챕터: 챕터 181 - 챕터 190

Portia didn’t answer, offering her brother only a strained smile before quietly slipping out of the office. Patrick could only clench his fists tightly. How could he possibly help his sister escape this when she continued to let Nicholas destroy her like this?​A long while later, Portia found herself standing in front of Nicholas’s door. She stood there motionless, as if debating whether she was doing the right thing by surrendering to him completely. Or perhaps she should just let go—let that video leak. If a scandal truly broke out, she could just leave everything behind and move abroad. But if she did that, her family would surely be the ones to suffer most. Her sorrowful eyes slowly cast downward, fixing on the floor.​“Portia? Why are you just standing here? Why didn't you go inside?” Nicholas, having just returned with some snacks, asked. He had been watching her for a while; her constant vacant stares and the way she seemed perpetually lost in thought were beginning to give h

“Nic has only been back from abroad for a few months. He shouldn’t have any enemies here, Paul,” Julia remarked after hearing the whole story.​“That’s true, Julia. I’m puzzled as well.” Both of them turned their gaze toward Portia simultaneously.​“Portia, have you had any ex-boyfriends ?” Julia decided to ask point-blank.​“No. I’ve never had a boyfriend before. Nic is my first.” The young woman answered, feeling a slight sting of embarrassment, knowing full well that the "boyfriend" part wasn't true.​“Then it’s unlikely to be a love triangle, Paul.” The wife turned to tell her husband once more.​“Or perhaps they shot the wrong person?” Paul mused, considering another possibility.​“The police have already inspected the crime scene. They mentioned they’ll come to interrogate Nic once he wakes up. The officers already questioned me earlier, but I couldn’t see the man's face because the gunman was wearing a helmet. As for the motorcycle, they had covered the license plate with

After that day, Portia never visited Nicholas at the hospital again. Nicholas didn't call to follow up with her, as he wanted to see for himself whether she was truly complicit in the matter.​"Why hasn't Portia come?"​Nicholas felt uneasy about the situation. Portia was acting like someone with a guilty conscience, too afraid to face him. That intuition told him clearly that these two siblings must certainly be the masterminds behind this.​After being discharged from the hospital, Nicholas reappeared at Portia’s office. Meanwhile, Phoebe rushed to report to Patrick as she had been instructed.​“Nic.” Portia gazed at him, slightly stunned. She hadn’t expected to see him in her office again.​“I’ve been out of the hospital for two days now. Why haven't you come to visit me again? You only came once. I’m hurt,” he said, walking over to stop and stare at her as she sat in her office chair.​“I haven’t been free. Things have been busy lately.” Portia looked at him, feeling uneasy a

Nicholas’s jaw tightened, the muscle pulsing with tension. He looked down at the woman in his arms with a sense of confusion; seeing her look so desolate left him with an inexplicable sense of unease, and he began to wonder if he had made the right choice.​“Is it because of that video that you’re like this, Portia?”​“It’s because of you that I’m like this. You got what you wanted, didn’t you? You destroyed me. You destroyed Patrick. Now, none of us has any happiness left. You’re clever, aren’t you? To be able to turn Patrick into a villain and make me feel this worthless.” Portia spoke as tears fell against her cheeks, followed by the sound of soft sobbing.​Strangely, it vibrated through to the man holding her. His sharp eyes seemed deep in thought. He pressed a firm kiss against her temple and stroked her upper arm as if to soothe her sorrow, yet no words escaped him.​“I should go back. If I get any sleepier, driving home will be dangerous.” Her weary exhaustion made Nicholas

Portia had no idea what was going through his head. After several days of silence, she assumed he had lost interest, yet here he was, suddenly appearing at her home with this fabrication.​“Well, Julia? Do you give your permission?” Axton turned to ask his wife.​“That depends on Portia. How can we decide for her? What do you say, Portia? Are you willing to go with him?” Reagan turned to her daughter, who was currently bowing her head as if in bashfulness, though her mind was actually racing for a way out.​“Portia, don't break my heart like this.” Nicholas’s voice made her decision an easy one.​“I’d like to visit Nic’s house too, Mom. I’ve only met his parents once.” Portia said, forcing a smile for her mother.​“Nic, what are you doing here?” Patrick asked in surprise as he descended the stairs. He looked at everyone, unable to make sense of the scene before him.​“Oh? Patrick, you know Nic?” Reagan looked just as puzzled as her husband.​“Patrick and I were friends while stu