บททั้งหมดของ He's Sugar, She's Spice: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Chapter ElevenRosaline's POV:I stare at the house towering over me. Its roof is curved like horns and painted the colour of blood. The structure looks weird for a building that high. To the residents, this was a mansion but to me, this was a prison. The maid approaches me with her well-rehearsed plastered smile once I walk.My heart races as I follow her. Not because of fear but something else. Dread? Consciousness? I don't know. She leads me to a door and opens it. My palm feels greasy when I cross the threshold and I wipe them on my skirt. No effect. The maid bows to the seat backing us and leaves with her back to the door. Mr Sylvester's father turns in his seat. His eyes meet mine and my heart skips. I work a smile to my lips and as usual, he ignores it. He groans and sits up. "Sit."I obey and sit in front of him. The entire study goes so silent that I can hear the ticking of my watch. I can hear my heartbeat.Mr Sylvester never told me his father would be here in Chin

Chapter ThirteenViolet's POV:"Marriage?!"A vase shatters an inch away from my ear, my mother screams. "You're going to marry that miserable fitness trainer?!"My ears ring and my breath comes out in pained exhales. He picks up another vase. "After all the training I've given you? This is what you do with it? Marry a nobody?!"He crashes the vase into the wall by my left and the noise zaps through my skull. My mother covers her ears and hugs herself on the couch. "Trained her?!""Eloise..." I shake my head at my sister. "You see Violet, this is exactly why I hate you."She glares at our father. "You're jobless dad! Been jobless for eight damn years!" She throws her hands in the air. "Violet trained me, she and mom took care of the house while you were irresponsible!"Her lower lip trembles and my chest hurts."Eloise... It's fine...""No it's not!" She screams. "How dare you talk to me like that?!" He hauls a ceramic cup at her. She barely dodges it and slams her head into t

Chapter FifteenRosaline's POV:"Rosie." I turn to find Estella at Mr Sylvester's door. "A moment please."Four sets of eyes watch me with dead calm and I don't bother smiling. The useless stomach pain that has been hovering intensifies and hits me with its full force and I almost trip against my foot. Jonas catches me before I can hit the floor. I clench my teeth and pull myself up."I'm fine. "Jonas hands me a bottle of water and I gulp it down. Sparkling water.A fire starts in my stomach and a whimper leaves my mouth. "My bag." I whisper. "My bag."Violet rushes to my bag and I get out the pills and douse down a lot. Counting didn't do me any good. I just took until I got a bit of relief. "Are you sure you went to the hospital?" Mia asks with wet eyes. "Which hospital was that?""Mia...""Don't worry." She picks up her bag. "Come on. I'll take you to my dad's hospital. Now."I laugh with my mouth closed. I will not live off people. Or let them see me at my lowest. This st

Chapter SeventeenViolet's POV:***Two days ago***"Mom?! Mom!"I search the rooms like a mad woman but no sign of either my mum or my dad. "Damian?!"Nothing. "Da...." The stench of blood and sweat hits me like a wave. I stare at my room that I didn't check. My eyes squint and I inch closer. I almost throw up a few inches to the door. The stench was from my room. I push the door but it's already open. A screech leaves my lips and I lose my footing. My mum turns to me with splatters of blood on the right side of her face. She's on Damian and a bloodied knife is in her hands. My heart drums in my chest and my palms become sweaty. I scurry to my feet and hold out my hands. "The knife mum. Give it to me."She looks at me with the same glazed look she had a week ago. And then at Damian, who was...My hand flies to my mouth and my body trembles. Hot tears rush to my eyes and my feet are planted.No...She gets up from the body and begins to walk towards me with the knife in her hand

Chapter NineteenAlaric's POV:"Why are you yelling at me?" I stare at Miss Carter and I have nothing to say. What if the entire tray had fallen on you? I'm yelling at you because you might have been hurt. I'm yelling because your carelessness almost got you hurt. "Let's go home. You look like you don't want to be here."We're home and I turn to see Miss Carter staring into space. She furrows her brows and relaxes them. She exhales and brings her hands to her mouth. Something must have happened in the time she left the office and arrived late for the fundraising. Where did she go?I get out of the car and open the door. She blinks and turns to me. Without a word, she comes down from the car and moves straight for her room. Maybe spicy food will cheer her up a bit. Would spicy food cheer her up a bit?I don't know but I still order spicy chicken.She opens her door when I knock. Our eyes lock and my tongue gets tied. Say something Ric!I open my mouth but no sound comes out. I s