All Chapters of Advantageous Contract With The Domineering CEO: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

"I can't promise something I don't know if I'm going to keep.""You will, so promise me Juliette.""I promise," I say, convinced of this as she wraps her arms again around my body. "Chloé, what about Diane?""She was having a conversation with the doctor now that I came in, she told me to come in first.""I understand," I say and just then, the door opens, letting me see the man I assume is my doctor."Juliette Moreau," the doctor calls me as he enters the room, with my mother following in his footsteps."My baby girl," Diane says, walking hurriedly toward me, "My love, you have no idea how grateful I am that you're okay. I was about to freak out, Juliette.""I'm sorry, Mom.""No, I'm sorry, daughter for not being on time," she chides herself. "All for going out to see those damn plants that...""Mom, it wasn't your fault," I stopped her. "Nor the plants' either."I pull a smile out of all of us in the midst of this bitter moment."Okay, Juliette," the doctor intercedes. Luckily you e

"Are you Juliette Moreau?" he asks puzzled, focusing his gaze from the paper in his hand to me."And you are the psychotherapist Matt Nolan?" I question, very confused."You answer first," he asks me."Yes, obviously I am, that's why I'm here," I clarify, not getting over my astonishment."Well, well, who knew Nurse Moreau's daughter was the girl who wished I'd choke on a wine," he retorts, taking a seat across from me.5"And who knew a renowned psychotherapist would turn out to be a shoplifter," I say, at which point he bursts out laughing, flashing a dazzling smile."It's not my fault you didn't take the bottle first, Miss Moreau," he expresses, bringing a hand to his chin with a smile forming on his lips."You snatched it from me before you did.""Next time be quicker," he says with a sneer."You mean you're admitting what you did?" I face him, because it was something that didn't happen when we were in the supermarket."No, I just claimed I'm faster than you.""Whatever," I say, r

Juliette's POVI see the time on the clock and I become alert as I realize that I have to be ready in less than five minutes or else I'll be late.I look at myself for a few seconds in the mirror, trying to make up my mind and finally I choose to leave my hair loose, au naturel. I think it's time to step out of my comfort zone and look a little different.Today for the first time, after how horrible I've felt over the past few months, I genuinely feel good. It's been two months since my first consultation with Dr. Nolan, and I can tell you that, if I have made one good decision in my life, it has been to accept to go to therapy.If it wasn't for his help, I don't know what would have become of me, or at least I don't know if I would have been able to get out of that cave full of darkness, sadness and desolation that I was living in.Today, standing here in front of the mirror, for the first time in my life I realize what an incredible, beautiful, phenomenal, valuable, capable, intelli

My parents are not at home, as they were at work and will not be back until later.I need to find a job as soon as possible. I have no idea where I will be able to get one, but I will start sending papers. I hadn't wanted to assimilate yet, but I have to get used to the idea that I will definitely settle down here in Madrid.I thought France would be my home forever, but then all that illusion vanished. Now thinking about that country means nothing more than remembering those painful events, and having to refuse the idea that my dream could not be fulfilled.I've been craving something sweet, and besides, it's been a while since I've made a dessert by myself. I take all the ingredients out of the cupboard, and prepare the rice pudding.I pour a good amount on a plate, and just as I'm about to put it in the fridge to cool it down, I hear the sound of cool down a bit, I hear the doorbell ring. When I open the door, I'm pleasantly surprised to see that Vincent is here."Vincent," I say

A decision that can change everything. The fear of being wrong, of everything going wrong.I have spent all these days since Chloé's call, thinking and analyzing. There was the logical and viable option, to stay here, in my safe place.Deciding between living in peace without her memory, or deciding between going, taking a risk and living my dream, the dream I could never make come true.It's hard when the fear of losing yourself again seems to take over. But it's worse to think about the idea of never being able to do the things you always wanted to do, and having to live in dissatisfaction because of how much you limited yourself.My mother tried to change my mind, but I didn't give in, my mind was made up: I'm going back to Italy."Passengers we have successfully landed at Toulouse Airport," I hear someone say once the plane has touched the runway and after unbuckling my seatbelt and grabbing my hand luggage, I make my way to the plane's exit.I remember the reasons that forced me