บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire Prince's Scholar : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Julian was someone I wanted to avoid now. His presence and absence bothered me, news about him being with other women unsettled me and I was sure it wasn't normal. I thought about him constantly lately and wondered if he thought about me too. But he shouldn't. There's really no reason to. We weren't close and, like Ava had said a while ago, from totally different worlds. What could he possibly want from me? I wanted to believe it's friendship, but I didn't know why he wanted to be friends. What qualities did I have that he liked? The only real quality I had was my intelligence but from what I'd heard, he wasn't struggling in that department. He was ruining my life in the worst way and I hated it. I'd just met the guy! I did wake up naked next to him, but I didn't even remember! If I wanted to be with someone, I could find anyone else, not him. He was the worst pick. I didn't want to get hit by a car again, or keep scrolling through The Whistleblower in search of whether th

The letter was unsettling. Anyone would be rushing to find out who sent it, but I wasn't given anything. No name, no nothing. Maybe I should've asked that woman before she left. I stayed inside on my bed, not moving an inch away from the box as I unopened it to reveal the content. It was a wad of cash. More money than I'd ever seen in my life. My breathing became ragged and all other thoughts in my head became blank. Just how much was the car? I gently touched each note, almost caressing as drops of tears came down my eyes. I didn't know what exactly I was feeling, but it was for sure not anger. I should be angry. This person was buying my forgiveness. But… did they need to buy it when I never thought too deeply about being hit? I had other worries and I knew I was likely hit by some jealous girl who hated that I hung out with Julian. ‘You can use it for whatever you want…’ I was excited. There's so much I could do. Save some, use some to buy better clothes, bu

My visit at Stephanie's place was cut short when she got a call. I was a bit taken aback by her excitement, but I waited before she could speak to me. I'd instantly deleted the message from my Mom out of fear. Really, I didn't even know why I was scared when I knew she couldn't survive in a city like this if she came to see me. I wanted to let go of every traumatic past, and that had to include her. Even though it's so hard. We were still in Stephanie's car, just in front of her gate when she turned to me, call ended to say, with a wide grin, “We're going partying tonight. Frances Reyes-Knight is inviting everyone!" I had a sense of unease. “I don't think-" She grabbed my shoulders and shook me. “You don't have to think, Emily. This will be perfect for you. Lots of hot boys to meet and you'll be able to forget about whoever it is you have a crush on. Trust me, your crush is definitely not better than any of the guys that'll be there.” I opened my mouth to disagree, but closed

Seeing Julian again wasn't part of my plan. It never even occurred to ne that he could be there. Why did I not remember who the fuck he was?! I groaned internally, but showed no reaction on my face. I heaved a sigh of relief when he walked away with Ethan. But I was curious to what was going to happen. Him approaching me would be a big deal I didn't want to deal with. Another thing I didn't want to deal with was the creepy young man who came out of nowhere. But then, he was chased away by another guy?! I didn't have enough time to react to anything, because I wasn't paying attention to what the new guy was saying, my thoughts wondering about Stephanie. “My name is Anthony Charleston,” he introduced himself. I took his offered hand and shook it, forcing a polite smile. "Emily,” I told him. There was no need to say my last name. We weren't going to meet again. I glanced around subconsciously looking for Julian, but I couldn't find him. Maybe he couldn't care les

I didn't remember when I fell asleep, but I was horrified when I opened my eyes to see Julian beside me in bed. He looked particularly divine in the morning. The situation reminded me of the first time I woke up in bed with him. But I wasn't looking then. And he wasn't looking at me. I suddenly felt shy, breaking eye contact to check if my dress was intact. He seemed perfectly fine for someone that was drunk last night, getting up to make breakfast for me. I hurried away to the bathroom and firmly locked the door behind me, last night's events spilling forward in my mind. I groaned to myself, covering my face with my hands. I really was easy. After all my plans to stay away from him, Ethan only had to talk to convince me over. And… we kissed. And he… touched me. My cheeks became redder with each thought, and when I walked past the mirror, I almost let out a scream because of how crazy I appeared. I sighed, getting undressed and then under the shower, trying to b