When a Bad Boy Falls Inlove의 모든 챕터: 챕터 31 - 챕터 40

JackOn the ride back to the penthouse, Martin throws a furtive glance, his hand tightening around the steering wheel as he debates whether or not to say what I know is on the tip of his tongue."Spit it out already, Martin; I can feel your eyes digging a hole into my head," I breathe with a sigh, my eyes still glued to the passing scenery out the window."You still haven't told me why exactly you left during your consultation," he huffs, and I almost chuckle."Does it matter?" I ask, glancing at him briefly, and he frowns, glancing back at me briefly before putting his eyes back on the road ahead. "Yes, it does, Jack, and I know there's something you aren't telling me," he mutters, his lips thinning like he is deep in thought.I merely hum in response to his speculation. There's no way in hell I'm going to let him find out my history with Willow; if he knew, he'd blow things out of proportion and would want to scour the whole town looking for another doctor to take her place.I could

WillowI shut off the hot spray of water and step out of the shower cubicle, walking over to the fogged-up mirror by the sink.I swiped at it, staring at my reflection for a second before grabbing a fluffy white towel to wrap around me and then a smaller one, using it to dry the wet strands on my hair glued to my back.I walk out of the bathroom some time after, clad in a fluffy bathrobe, my hair still damp from the shower but no longer dripping, as I decided to leave it to air dry.Cami's holding the TV remote, flipping through the channels as she sits on the bed with her back against the headboard, clutching a fluffy white pillow to her front."It's almost bedtime," I murmur, and she finally turns to acknowledge me, pausing her scrolling when it gets to a news channel."Okay mom, but I need to use the bathroom first," she mutters, discarding the remote to push the heavy comforter off her legs and quickly climbing down the bed.The soft pitter-patter of her footsteps fades as the bat

Jack"We're here," Willow mutters, pushing my wheelchair through the open door of the spacious physiotherapy room.There are only a handful of patients scattered around the gym with their physical therapists by their side helping them with some of the contraptions I can't name."You still haven't given me an answer regarding my offer," I murmur softly just as she stops pushing the wheelchair when we get to the farthest corner of the room, where there are two long iron bars spanning a few metres side by side and about seven feet long."I thought my answer was clear enough," she mutters, coming to stand in front of me. "We're going to start with something relatively simple today," she says, signalling someone behind me before meeting my eyes again."Are you scared you're going to like it?" I ask, tilting my head to the side, watching her carefully."This is a parallel bar; it'll help with practising walking again, but of course it is all up to your will to get better quickly." She ignor

WillowWhen I finally come to, I fix myself, putting on a smile as I walk back to the apartment. When I enter, I realise it's oddly silent, but I don't think much of it, figuring Cami might be in one of the rooms.I walk into the open kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water from the otherwise empty refrigerator. I still had to get groceries, but there is so much to do with so little time.With a sigh, I take a swig of the water before setting it back down on the kitchen counter."Cami", I call out, frowning when I still don't hear a single sound. The next second, my feet are carrying me in the direction of the bedrooms, but my heart starts thudding loudly in my chest when I find them empty."Camille!" I call louder this time, but my voice just echoes back, no sign of her.When did she leave the apartment, and how did I not hear her leave? . I rushed back out to the kitchen to retrieve my phone where I'd left it, and that's when I heard the front door opening.I speedwalk towards the corri

WillowThe taxi pulls up in front of the town's elementary school that's only a few blocks from our apartment, and I grab Cami's purple backpack and slip out of the car while holding the door open for her.It's her first day of school, and I'm worried, maybe a little bit nervous, as everything is still so new, and it'll take a lot of time for her to get used to it.I crouch down to her level, helping her slip her arms through the straps of her backpack, offering a small smile to hide my worry."Have a great first day, baby; just be yourself," I murmur, tucking a tendril of her dark tresses that are in soft waves down her back behind her ear, and she nods, a small smile tugging at her lips."Okay, Mom, can I go now? I'm going to be late," she responds, looking behind me towards the entrance of the school where other kids are walking into the building, and I nod quickly, rising to my full height, watching as she waves before darting towards the steps leading to the entrance of the build