All Chapters of A Second Chance With Arthur?: Chapter 81 - Chapter 88

Carly I had frowned when Arthur said so. I couldn’t understand why he was with my car when I didn’t call him to get it. In confusion. I had entered Mateo’s car. Who had been confused about who called me. And had offered to drop me off. I wanted to say no to that, but why not? I had clearly stated my claim to Arthur, before we got married. “Do you feel okay? You seemed out of it. “ I took a sigh before smiling at him. Mateo has been asking since we left his place. And I kept assuring him that I was fine. He was really sweet and from his reaction, it looks like it was his first time being intimate and I feel bad that I ruined it. Mateo stopped the car in front of the restaurant, and he stepped out, running around to open the door for me. I could do that for myself but he had made it known earlier when he offered me a ride, that he loved doing it. Mateo was truly a sweet boy. My eyes moved around searching for my car, a little confused about where I must have left it. “I think

ArthurShe had reluctantly sat down. She must have caught on earlier that I won’t be freeing her if she doesn't. I placed the two bowls of rice and soup with perfect vegetables on the table, in front of her. Carly may want to deny it, but her body and her eyes won’t stop following me around. Dropping the glass of water on the table. I turned, leaving for my room, but I knew my dear Carly's gaze was fixed on me. She would think I was upset, but hell no. Though my heart twisted knowing she was touched, but from whatever’s word, it wasn't successful. His stupid ass even promised to do better, I’d cut off his dick before he does that. He was going to replace me? I scoffed. Remembering the bullshit he uttered out of his mouth. Yes, he was attractive, but he wasn't Carly’s type. He wasn't man enough. I'm the only one good and better for her. I entered my room. Taking off my clothes, then entered the shower, bathing off his presence from my body. I wondered if Carly was eating. I wo

Carly The ride to the mansion was loud. Not from us talking, but because Arthur decided to blast our space with music, and worse? He sang along, every bit, every piece. While I could only stare at the window. Not giving in to his words about me joining. At that moment, he had looked exactly like the Arthur of the past. We arrived in front of the Wilder mansion and stepped out of the car, then followed Arthur in. Only to be welcomed with another round of music filling the house, only that it was country music. My brows knotted, feeling annoyed at having sensitive ears. “Who did hell turn on that shit? I swear Celia.” Arthur suddenly yelled by my side and then moved passed me, heading upstairs, and leaving me behind. What was wrong with him today? He was so high-spirited. “Oh my goodness. I didn't know you were in already.” Celia came out from a room at the side, a grin spreading over her face. “We just came in,” I spoke as she came to stand in front of me. I’d only found out ab

Carly Everyone started eating, and not wanting to seem rude, I joined in, picking at the food. I couldn’t just bring myself to eat. “Hm, sorry to cause disturbance, but Master Arthur asked to give this to Lady Carly.” A servant walked in with a little bowl in her hand, her eyes weaving, looking at us. Her hands clung to her apron. She was shy. And then her words settle in. Arthur prepared something for me? I looked at her, and our eyes met. Everyone seemed to have the same thought. “Master Arthur said you shouldn’t eat anything, since you ate breakfast. It’s better not to upset your stomach.” She said in one breath, her tone deepened as she tried imitating exactly how the message was delivered. Though nervous, she walked to me and dropped the plate in my front. Then bowed before leaving immediately. Looking at the plate, it was just sliced apples on it. If he was here, I had properly reminded him of what he prepared this morning. But there Arthur was being thoughtful, prepa