All Chapters of A NIGHT WITH MY EX'S RIVAL.: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Xavier’s POVI paced back and forth in the restaurant restroom hallway. Tulips wasn’t there. She had vanished. I checked the restroom myself—stalls, sinks, even the tiny janitor’s closet—but there was no sign of her.“Where the hell did she go?” I muttered under my breath, my fingers running through my hair in frustration.I crouched slightly, peering under the stalls again, just in case, but there was still no sign of her.My mind raced through all the possibilities.Had she stepped out for some reason? Could she have slipped outside without me noticing? But why would she do that?“Damn it,” I whispered, slamming a fist lightly against the wall. “Tulips… please, not this.”I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. My hands were shaking as I grabbed it.It was a call from Oliver.“Xavier? How’s the date going?” his voice chirped cheerfully over the line.I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself before answering. “Oliver, it’s not going well at all. Tulips is gone. She… she’s not here

Xavier’s POV“Can I ask a question?” I said.“Yeah, sure,” she replied. “What is it? I’m listening.”“You said Danzo came to the restaurant, and I’m left wondering how he knew our location. “Did you, by any chance, ask him?”“If I answer this question, you’ll be shocked to know who it was so it’s best, I don’t say”, she said.I frowned, confused. “Shocked?” I repeated.“Yeah, shocked,” she admitted.“Well, I don’t mind being shocked,” I replied. “Who was it?”“It was your cousin, Damien,” she said.I stood up in disbelief. “What?”“You heard me right,” she said. “He told Danzo the location, and that’s what gave him the audacity to do what he did, and he ended up ruining our date night.”“Damien did that?” I repeated, still in disbelief.This was the same person who had come to me seeking forgiveness, with an agreement to make things better, and he did this?“To what end?” I whispered.“I don’t know. I don’t understand why he did this,” she said.“You know what? Just stay here. I’ll be

Xavier’s POVI kept staring at my phone again, even though I already knew what I’d see. Her message was still there, unreadable without pain.I typed her name into the chat box, my fingers hovering over the screen.Tulips, please talk to me. I’m sorry you had to see that.I stared at the message and deleted it.“I probably shouldn’t send a text,” I muttered, but my fingers moved again.This isn’t your fault.I read it once more, then deleted it too. No sentence felt right. None of them could undo what she had witnessed or how unsafe she must have felt.I dropped the phone beside me with a frustrated sigh and stood up, pacing the room.“Xavier… as hard as this may sound, I still have to say it. You need to calm down,” Oliver said, sitting beside me and handing me a glass of water.I looked at him. “Calm down?” I repeated, taking a sip. “What do you mean, calm down?” I added, dropping the glass on the nearby table.“Oliver, you have no idea how this is making me feel right now. It hurts

Xavier’s POV“Can you let go of me now?” I whispered, as I tried to pull back. “Sure,” he replied, releasing me from the tight hug.“I’m happy it ended like this,” I admitted.“I’m more than pleased,” he said. “Amira has no idea what she did tonight.”“I bet,” I said. “Anyway, are we still going to continue folding these clothes? I’m asking because you just told the love of your life that you’re not traveling tomorrow anymore.”“We can stop packing for now,” he replied, “but we’ll continue when I finally decide to leave. For now, I just want to stay back and spend some time with her first.”“Sacrificing for love, huh?” I asked.“It’s the least I can do for those I admire,” he said. “I could do it for you too.”“Me?” I repeated.“Xavier, please,” he said. “You know I can go a long way for you, whether you ask for it or not.”“Awwwnnn, Oliver, don’t make me blush. I don’t want that,” I admitted.“It’s just the truth, and you should already know that,” he said.“I know what you’re capab

Tulips’ Pov“Your boyfriend?” I whispered in disbelief.I was too shocked to process those words. I didn’t want to accept them as true since she never talked about him or made late-night calls like others in relationships.“No, you should be joking,” I laughed. “That’s not true, right? You always try to surprise me, but not this time, Clara. I just caught you red-handed.”“He’s actually my boyfriend. I know I didn’t tell you before now, but I didn’t see a perfect way to do so since you were emotionally not okay, so I decided to tell you when you were fully okay,” she said.I froze, unwilling to accept that someone I called my best friend had been hiding this from me all this while simply because I was going through so much. Yes, she was there for me, but why didn’t she even give me a hint of what was happening in her life too? I would have loved to meet him.I was still lost in my thoughts when the young man walked toward where we were standing.“Hello, Tulips,” he said. “I’m Idris,