Semua Bab The Bad Gentleman : Bab 31 - Bab 40

Hannah Despite Christian’s words of advice, I still couldn’t find it in me to go downstairs, not for breakfast or for lunch, or even to say hi to Madam C.I’d tossed and turned around the bed in hunger, and frustration, but from those emotions came reflection.I wasn’t sure what I was doing anymore. Sure, I’d started this entire thing to throw Christian off, to make him lose interest in me, but nothing about what happened last night was a part of my plan, nothing about it showed he’d lost interest in me. If anything, it further affirmed that he had more interest in me. His actions, profession, and everything about him should’ve left a puddle of dread in my stomach, have me screaming and running towards the hills, but somehow, it did the exact opposite. I find myself wanting to talk to him more, to get to know him, even though I know it’s the wrong thing.I shouldn’t have an attachment to him, but then again, no one has ever made me touch myself while

Hannah I’ve often stated that my curiosity is my biggest flaw. I’ve known it from the beginning of time, from the moment I began forming my own thoughts, when I walked up to the sisters in the orphanage and asked them why I had no father or mother, where they were, how I could find them.Most times I gave in to my urges because there’s nothing rewarding in being left out, but there are times I debated if it was worth it; like right now.My thumb hover over Connor’s name in my text message display, lips folded as different thoughts pass through my head, like what Connor wants with me, why he’s reached out to me. My chest tightens in a way that has nothing to do with missing him and everything to do with hating that my body reacts before my mind can remind me why I shouldn’t care.In all truth, I’m not completely over him, but between getting kidnapped and fighting for my survival there was hardly enough time to squeeze thoughts of him in. I had taken that to mean that he didn’t matte

Hannah “Call me when you’re done, okay, Doc?” The expression on Victor’s face is serious as he leans over and stretches his arm across the passenger's headrest, brow raised. I am beginning to come to terms with the fact that the Romans have a thing for giving out nicknames, as though a given name is a curse they’ll rather not speak, because no matter how many times I correct them—Victor especially, they never listen. I stare down at his number on my phone, it feels strange, but I nod with a muttered ‘thanks’and he’s speeding out the driveway, totally ignoring the sign that basically says not to. I turn around, staring up at the massive building that just three weeks ago felt like home to me. Today it feels foreign, like it’s my first time here. With three controlled breaths, and a secure thumb pressing against my tote straps, I walk in.The smell of antiseptic hits me first, and I physically feel myself relax, shoulders slouching a bit, airways inviting the familiar scent. Yeah, t

Hannah Falling back into a normal work routine proved easier than I thought it’d be, since all I had to do was focus on my patients and nothing more. Well, and keep turning down Dr.Lee’s date offers.“Hey, famous Hannah! Wanna grab that bite later?” “I can’t, Doctor. I’m quite busy,” I flash him an innocent smile, pushing the trolley full of medications behind my head nurse, Sally, a strict no-nonsense woman, who on my return had given me a straight warning about my work ethic and how what I did should never happen again. She’d also been one of the reasons why I always said no to Dr. Lee for the past three days. “It’s not a rule in this hospital, but it’s a rule that every nurse under me must abide by; there’ll be no frolicking around with any doctors under my watch!” She’d told me that day, and if her words didn’t do it, her side glances my way did. She somehow was always present whenever Dr.Lee approached me, but truthfully even if she wasn’t, I wasn’t going to ever pursue anyth

Christian The elevator on the left pings, the doors sliding open the moment I step into the building, revealing a very scared Hannah, and her worried friend behind her.Good, she should be scared.I stand just behind the rotating doors, arms folded, waiting for her eyes to reach me. When it does, her gasp is audible, forcing her to stop dead in her tracks. Her friend comes to her side, gripping her shoulders, her eyes on me like I’m the devil. My jaw clenches.“Um, I have to go, Soph,” Hannah says to her, voice small and barely audible, adjusting her bag against her shoulders even if it isn’t falling off. I watch them, impatiently as the friend pulls her into a hug, whispering something into her ear before releasing her.“And if you need help, call me immediately,” she announces just loud enough for me to hear. Hannah knows better than to acknowledge such foolery, waving her friend off before walking awkwardly towards me. She’s in clothes I don’t