All Chapters of A NIGHT WITH MY EX'S RIVAL. : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Tulip's POVI was finally able to make it to the library in one piece without bumping into anybody again. I hated most. Who could I possibly bump into that I hate more than Malia at this point and Damian? I already escaped them. I just needed a little rest, or else I might just collapse. With the way everything went so wrongfully today, I don't think anything in this world can please me anymore. I placed my head down, about to take a short nap, maybe to calm my nerves down when I heard my name. "Tulip." I scoffed because I had not even been able to shut my eyes for close to two minutes before I heard, "Oh Tulip," again. "Why can't they just let me be?" I looked up with a fake smile. "Oh, oh, oh, Professor," I said as I stood up, receiving his handshake. He soon dropped his book and sat opposite my table as I banged my hands underneath the table angrily, trying to calm myself down. "Oh," I muttered again, speechless, not knowing what to say. "Wow, this is the first time I'm see

Tulip's POVI opened the door, not wanting to talk to him anymore as I realized that he was about to ask me something. In order to avoid this question, I came down immediately, as the rain was already stopping. I didn’t even mind the drizzling as I rushed outside. "Not even a thank you?" he called out to me, and I glanced back, ducking my head to look at his face. "Very well, thank you," I said, more as a statement than I meant it. He just shook his head in disappointment. Then he drove off, not wanting to linger any longer, and I mumbled a thank God in my mind. I tried to look for a cab, but my phone was dead, and I wasn't sure I was going to find one right now because I couldn't even see a single cab passing down this road. I stood in front of Xavier's house and didn't want to risk a situation where he might just come out and see me standing there. He might think I was there purposely. So, I decided to walk home since it was just a 15-minute walk. No one would worry about me as

Tulip's POVI felt like today was the happiest day of my life. As I was sitting in Seviaska, he had wrapped his jacket around my shoulders as I shivered uncontrollably. Though part of it was intentional, I did it so it would show me more care. As I smiled to myself, feeling very elated. Then all of a sudden, he turned on the music. It was a very cool and romantic tune. Though it sounded emotional, it resonated with my ears. I guess that was not what he meant, but I just kept quiet as I kept on smiling to myself, not wanting him to see that I was really blushing hard as my cheeks had turned red as a tomato. Then all of a sudden, he turned to me and asked, “Why do you want me to sign this contract so badly? You know, we could actually try to fall in love with each other if not because of this contract that you are always talking about.” He said to me as I looked at him, shocked and dumbfounded. Did he really just say that? Did he really just say we should fall in love? As I nodded my

Xavier's POV“What the hell, Dad? Why? What did you do that for? What did I do now?” This time I shouted at him as he immediately pulled out his phone and showed me the video with Damian. I looked in his direction and didn’t even bother to spare it a glance, as he did not act as if I had just called his name. He acted nonchalant and did not even seem concerned about anything.I felt really frustrated, as if I should transfer the punch back to him—the punch I had just received that made my nose bleed. I wished I was very close to him. I would have given that punch back. But then I had to calm down because I was standing right in front of my dad, who was actually pointing and punching me just for this.“So you really believe Damian? Why do you have to do this to me all the time? Why is it always Damian? Damian is better than me all the time. Why do you always have to say that to my face? I am your son, for crying out loud. You don't need to compare me to Damian. I am 100 times better th

Xavier's POVI immediately stopped punching him at the voice at the sound of the voice of my father as I looked at him very purple. “You are lucky that my dad just walked in right now. If not your face would have been all patched up,” I whispered to him as I let go of him, then immediately stood up and walked out of the room, faking pity. I just looked at him and scorned. I really hate the way he actually used to flip fake his feelings, and why can't I just see through him that is faking it all. It’s none of my business. I don’t care anymore, I thought to myself as I just stood up. My hands were already bruised due to the constant punching. Why I did not even care about it as all the hurts and pain in my heart was just too much that I could not say anything. Then all of a sudden I looked at my dad, and he looked like someone who was about to beat me up to a pulp. Then his so-called mistress held him by the shoulder and whispered something to him. Then he stormed out of my room angril