All Chapters of Fyi, Mr. Ex, I am Billionaire's Heiress : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

His lips tasted sweet with the scent of mint and lemon, very soft and supple. When my lips touched him, he flinched slightly and his eyes widened. I smiled, closed my eyes, and instinctively, bit his lower lips. I heard him moan softly, then, perhaps out of instinct, he opened his mouth and awkwardly returned my movement. I didn't want to scare or embarrass him, even though I wasn't satisfied at all with the short kiss, but after biting his lips for a while, I let go. He opened her eyes slowly, looking confused. H8s eyes looked at me and blinked. "Why... Did you kiss me?" The pink color on his cheeks made me smile. "I don't know. Maybe because you're so cute." His eyebrows furrowed. "No one calls me cute. I'm handsome, manly, and fierce, that's what people say. You're the only one who calls me cute." I grabbed his shoulder. "Let's go inside. I don't think my parents are home yet, but my uncle and my little brother are here." He stepped beside me hesitantly, but I took his han

I drove Terence home the next morning, because he had been called to rescue a family of cats trapped in a drain, from an animal rights organization he belonged to. I wanted to go with him, but I had promised my mom I would go to the hospital. "I'm sorry," I said regretfully, as I pulled up in front of his apartment. He smiled. "No, don't apologize, you were kind enough to drive me. I'm sorry if I'm a bother." "I'll see you at lunch," I said. "Text me where you are, and I'll be there." "You don't have to do that," Terence said with a furrowed brow. "I'll probably be busy all day and I guess you are too." I looked into his eyes and instantly knew he was asking for space. I smiled and nodded. "Okay. Don't be late for dinner and be careful what you do, okay?" I said, reaching out and stroking his soft hair. He smiled and got out of the car, then walked into the apartment without looking back. I thought about it all day, until my mother scolded me for some mistakes I made. "What

We hugged all night, after kissing in the parking lot. I took Terence home to his apartment and stayed there until morning came. There were no other activities that we did that night, just hugging until we fell asleep and I have never felt such a deep sleep in my life. All misunderstandings have been cleared up and the only thing left is the longing that wants to be fulfilled through each other's presence.I left Terence who was still sleeping, early in the morning, because there was a practicum schedule that I couldn't miss. I left a small note for him before leaving and kissed his forehead. He slept with a smile on his lips and I couldn't help but move from his forehead to his lips too. Just a glance, so he wouldn't wake up. All day I was busy with a marathon practicum schedule and went straight to the hospital, because there was a staff meeting held by my mother, regarding a case of alleged malpractice by one of the doctors. The meeting that was going on fiercely and for a lon

Leora POVNever in my life had I felt such fear. Noah lay on the hospital bed, pale and motionless, and suddenly I felt his body seem so frail.My Noah always seemed lively, passionate, healthy, and optimistic. He never displayed excessive emotion, was good at navigating situations, and was in control.His profession as a lawyer had trained Noah to be his true self, a man of good character and a true gentleman.He was my late grandfather's favorite son, a beloved brother, a beloved uncle, and a respected colleague.Noah was usually healthy. He always took good care of his health. No matter how busy he was, he always made time to exercise, even if it was just a jog around our very spacious yard or a leisurely swim in the pool in the backyard.He also ate well and regularly, prioritizing healthy eating over snacks and anything sweet.At first, I was the one who managed his diet, but eventually, he got used to it and didn't need any reminders. In fact, sometimes he's been the one remind

Noah's PoV"Why would you say something like that, Dad?" Alfred asked, his tone half annoyed and half complaining. "Don't you trust me? I can even prolong the life of my patients who are already in stage four, beyond what other doctors had predicted. Your cancer is stage one, and we caught it early, I'm optimistic we can cure you."I could see the disappointment in Alfred's eyes, and I felt guilty. What he said was true. I should have been more optimistic and trusted him.Besides, I hadn't felt much of a impact from this so-called cancer so far, so why was I making a fuss about unnecessary things?Now, my wife is gone, and my children are scolding me. On top of that, I've disappointed Alfred by feeling like I didn't trust him to help me recover."I admit I'm wrong," I said sincerely. "I didn't mean to doubt you at all, son. I believed you could help me heal. At that time, seeing your mother so faithfully by my side all the time made me worried. It suddenly occurred to me, what if I w