บททั้งหมดของ A Second Chance With Arthur?: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Gina These days have been so stressful, especially with Carly being wedded to Arthur yesterday. I didn’t know what to think of them, but I felt bad for my dear friend. After everything she had been through, I wished she had found someone, a good soul. After being forced by me and her grandfather multiple times, Carly went on different blind dates, and everyone just turned out to be crazy. I had wished for her to find a great person. But life had its way of making this happen, because who would have thought Arthur would come back, and the worst? She being with him. I put on my little shorts, followed by my crop top which was barely covering my breasts, but who cares, I was alone at my house, and it was alright to let my body out to some air. I sat on the bed, everything coming back to me. I don’t know what the future holds for Carly and especially Arthur who seemed quite obsessed with her, but I could only hope my dear friend won’t be so hurt. I lay on the bed, knowing I would b

CarlyI walked downstairs to the refrigerator to get water. Opening the bottle, I drank from it and then closed it back to put it inside the fridge. It was morning, and the sky was still filled with blue clouds. As always, I woke up so early, unable to sleep fully after spending all night looking at the room. It wasn’t anything new from my house, though the environment was different, the room was designed to look like my room at my mansion. Yet it felt so foreign. I placed my hand on my head, noticing that I was burning. All night, I couldn’t get my drugs. I’ve searched, over and over again. But had later concluded that my housekeeper must have kept it away from the men. Yes, she knew of my condition and knew to protect such as it could cause damage to me. The CEO of multiple companies who couldn’t live without drugs. Who had freakout without drugs? That had made a crazy headline. Just like now.It was just a night that I couldn’t get my hands on them, yet it felt like my head was

CarlyMy palm hurt after slapping her, but I stood boldly. Olivia held her face, her face red with anger.“How dare you!” She yelled, and I flinched, but I didn’t show it.I didn’t want to tolerate being insulted. I didn’t want anyone ever looking down on me. And I didn’t want anyone ever making me feel rejected, and that’s why I had slapped her.“You crazy bitch! How dare you slap me?” She yelled, tears swelling from her eyes, and I don’t know why it made me feel so good. So happy to show her where she belongs.“You,” I poked her chest, and she slapped my hand off.Maybe my temper was all over the building due to my medication. Because I suddenly felt the need to slam her head on the wall, as smoke covered my head. I stared at her. I couldn’t do that, so I shoved her to my door.“Bitch?” I laughed. “You are a crazy bitch to think you could come here and act however you like.” I shoved her again, “Who told you that you could speak to me however you like?!” Now, I yelled, and it felt s

Carly I stopped in front of the building, and came down from the car, with my glasses protecting my eyes from the sun. The door opened and my therapist stepped out. Her work clothes were the usual black office skirt and a baby pink shirt topping it this time. I was sure she loved the dress the most because it revealed her curves. She smiled brightly when she set her eyes on me. “Oh, my dear Carly. I wasn't expecting you to fix a meeting so soon.” She walked towards me and, of course, pecked me on both cheeks. I smiled. She was so forgiving, and she never failed to show that. “Something came up so,” I shrugged, expecting her to complete the statement. She smiled. “That's what I'm here for. Now, let’s go in.” She held my hand and I followed her inside. The something that came up had to be with everything that happened yesterday night with Arthur. I had spent the night thinking about it. Thinking about my reaction towards him. Fear that something was wrong with me as Arthur

CarlyI had thought we were going to the bar, but no, we were heading to his apartment. I was being reckless. Following a stranger to his apartment was a big risk. But somehow, when he had asked if I wanted to drink with him, I couldn't help but think back to what Evelyn said.“How about you try with someone else? It's a crazy idea, but it's important to know if your reaction is just for him. We don't want to dismiss your overall growth for just him.” I had looked at her weirdly and then she had shrugged. “It's a crazy idea. But you should go for it.” And here I was taking her advice. The waiter, no Mateo had introduced himself when we were inside his car. He was young. I was two years older than he, but the way he looks and speaks, no one would think otherwise. I must really be crazy. Anything could happen. But did that make me take a step back or hesitate? No. “I don't know why you look familiar, yet not familiar. But you got a peculiar taste.” Mateo commented. For today, I w