All Chapters of Arrogant CEO: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Sara’s POV The night was restless. I tossed and turned, sleep eluding me as the events of the day replayed in my mind like a broken record. The memory of Zack's words, his pleas, his attempts to fix what was shattered, haunted me. But it was Cassandra’s voice that echoed the loudest, taunting me with the knowledge that I wasn’t the first, that Zack had lied to me, hidden things from me. I felt betrayed, a fool for trusting so easily. Finally, just before dawn, I gave up on sleep altogether. I got out of bed and stared out the window at the city below, the lights beginning to flicker out as the sun started its slow climb over the horizon. The morning light did nothing to chase away the darkness that had settled in my heart. I grabbed my phone and checked the time. It was still early, but I needed to get moving. The sooner I was out of here, the better. I freshened up, threw on some clothes, and made my way to the lobby. The hotel was quiet, only a few guests milling about. I ch

Sara’s POV I spent the next hour in a haze, replaying everything that had happened between Zack and me. Each memory felt like a sharp, painful reminder of the betrayal I couldn’t seem to shake off. It wasn’t just about Cassandra; it was about the lies, the secrecy, and the fact that Zack didn’t trust me enough to be honest from the start. My phone buzzed again, pulling me out of my thoughts. I glanced at the screen—another message from Aaron. *“Sara, I know it’s hard, but Zack really wants to talk to you. He’s outside, waiting for you to be ready.”* I stared at the message, my heart pounding in my chest. Part of me wanted to ignore it, to stay curled up on this couch and let the world outside sort itself out. But another part of me, the part that still loved Zack despite everything, wanted to see him, to demand answers, and to understand why he kept hurting me like this. With a deep breath, I got up and grabbed my coat. Mary looked up from her magazine, her eyes questioni

Sara’s POV When the day finally came to leave, I felt a mix of reluctance and relief. Reluctance because, in this small bubble with Mary, things felt almost normal again. Relief because part of me was ready to face reality, to see if we could truly move past what had happened. The flight back to New York was quiet. Zack tried to hold my hand a few times, but I gently pulled away, needing space. I could see the frustration in his eyes, but he didn’t push it. Maybe he realized that too much had happened for things to simply go back to the way they were. We landed in New York early in the morning, and the city greeted us with its usual chaos. As the car drove us home, I stared out the window, lost in thought. Zack reached over and squeezed my hand gently. “We’ll be okay, Sara,” he said, almost like he was trying to convince himself as much as me. I nodded, giving him a small smile that didn’t quite reach my eyes. “I hope so,” I whispered. The next day, we decided to resume w

Sara’s POV He was looking down at his phone, his face a mix of concentration and frustration. “Derick?” I called out, my voice tentative. He looked up, his expression softening when he saw me. “Sara, hey. I didn’t expect to run into you here.” I managed a small smile. “Yeah, I’m visiting a friend and I will be staying here for a while. What about you? What are you doing here?” I quickly gave him an excuse. He shrugged, putting his phone away. “I was in the neighborhood for a work thing and decided to take a walk. Needed to clear my head, you know?” I nodded, understanding all too well. “Mind if I join you?” “Of course not,” he said, patting the empty spot next to him on the bench. We sat in silence for a moment, the tension between us slowly dissipating. It was nice, in a way—comfortable, like slipping into an old, familiar routine. “You look like you could use a distraction,” Derick said after a while, his tone light but his eyes filled with concern. I sighed,

Sara’s POV Mary and I were sitting on the couch, sipping tea and chatting about everything and nothing. The conversation flowed easily, but my mind was still clouded with thoughts of Zack. Despite my best efforts to focus on something else, the weight of our unresolved issues hung heavily in the background. Mary was mid-sentence when her phone buzzed on the coffee table. She glanced at it, and her face immediately flushed a deep pink. I raised an eyebrow, instantly curious. “What’s got you blushing like that?” She bit her lip, a shy smile spreading across her face. “It’s Aaron. He just asked me out on a date.” “Aaron?” I repeated, feigning surprise, though I already knew about their budding relationship. They had been spending more time together lately, and it was clear something was brewing between them. “That’s great, Mary! So, what’s the plan?” She looked down at her phone, her smile widening. “He wants to take me to this new restaurant in town. I’ve heard it’s really n