บททั้งหมดของ Bleeding Heart Still Pounds : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

🌹 21 🌹 Vera stared down at the money in her hands. What just happened? “Fuck you!” She threw the money at the door and it spread out on the floor. Is that what he thinks of her? She had sex with him because she wanted him not because she wanted money or to be paid as some form of task. “Fuck you! Mother fucker!” Tears flowed down as she walked to her room. Just when she thought he couldn't get more heartless. What does he take her for?! Of course she was hurting. How could he throw money at her after sex like some prostitute? “Urgh!!!” She smashed the glass lamp on her bedside table. “Fuck you, Noah!” The next day, she went downstairs and completed a task given to her but her pay was double. “What's the second half for?” She frowned a little. “Mr. Grey said it's payment for the task you helped with yesterday.” He simply said. That asshole. She will keep it strictly professional no matter how much she wants to be fucked by him. She will avoid him and do her task. “Mr

🌹 23 🌹 But this was her reality. He will never see her in a different light. To him, she'll always be that spoiled lazy brat. She came from a very poor background but somehow lived a very wealthy life. She didn't know what it felt like to do any work or live the hard life. She never experienced what it felt to be poor, she always had the easy way out. Vera looked at herself in the mirror. He is right. But she will prove him wrong. It's time to prove him wrong. Vera picked up the scissors in front of her and took a handful of her blond hair. She stared at herself for a while, frozen and indecisive. No, she can't do this. She loudly dropped the scissors and placed her face in her palms. What was she thinking?! There's no way she'd cut her long beautiful hair. Vera wiped her face and stood up to go downstairs. Since the disastrous dinner two nights ago, she mostly locked herself in and this is the first time she came out of her room. “It's about time.” Sylvester said to

🌹 25 🌹 Noah majestically walked into his house after days of business and boardrooms. But still, he had a lot to do. The only consolation he had was that he'll work from the house and since he's the only one here now, it'll be more peaceful. He couldn't decide if to stay in the house or leave the house and go back to his father since the house only reminds him of so much he wants to forget. But going back will be worse, it will make him feel the pain over and over again. He took off his suit jacket as Sylvester approached him. “Welcome home Mr. Grey, would you like me to set the table?” Sylvester walked with him. “It's past midnight, Sylvester. Just get me coffee, I have work.” He simply said. “Yes sir.” Sylvester changed direction. Noah pushed the door to his room and threw his briefcase and jacket on the sofa. He didn't bother turning the lights on. He paused at the door when he was about to enter his closet. He slowing turned around to look at what his eyes might ha

🌹 27 🌹 She looked at her diamond wristwatch, as the car door slowly opened from the outside. “Thank you, Ajay.” She smiled at him as she majestically climbed down the black Audi. Ajay took her bag and he had an iPad in the other hand. Stepping out of the car, she stopped to look at the very familiar house and Ajay watched it with her too. “Looks shabby.” He commented with a touch of an Indian accent. “Yes it is, Ajay.” She smiled at him. “Let's go in?” “And your things?” He pointed at the line of Mercedes parked behind the Audi. “You know where to take them.” She stretched out her hand and he quickly placed her phone in it. “Let's get this over and done with.” She gave him back the phone after punching it for a while and walked towards the main doors as her cars rolled away. She wore a white office suit and white Versace sneakers and her hair shimmered in the sun as she walked towards the main doors. “What about Mr. Daniels?” Ajay asked as the doors to the house was open

🌹 29 🌹 “Life is ironic isn't it?” Vera looked at her sister. She looked so different but it was still her sister. “So what made you change your hair color? Blond always looked good on you.” Joan said. “The same reason why you changed yours.” “I'm serious.” “No, you know that's not true. Brown hair always suites me better while blond looks heavenly on you.” Vera closely looked at her sister. “Just like right now. Why did you cut your hair and turn blonde?” Joan touched her hair. “Wanted to try a new look.” “It actually suits you, as always. Everything looks good on you.” Vera smiled. “What about the nose ring? Did you actually get a piercing?” “Yeah.” “My sister is being rebellious.” Vera teased. “Well, you look great, and I'm glad you're back.” She stretched to hug Joan again. “Okay, not only are you a brunette now, you are wearing a dress. You're wearing a dress that I'd wear years ago.” Joan said. “I'm also trying something new.” Vera smiled. “When I saw you at first