All Chapters of My 90-day Marriage to my Ex-boss: Chapter 101 - Chapter 108

I was reluctant to come back home that night.Every part of me wanted to stay back at the orphanage.It felt... safer there. Not because of the building... but because of what I was beginning to feel whenever I was around August.But I had work the next morning, and commuting from the orphanage wasn't realistic.Then there was the fact that Dad... Richard was out.I didn't want him hovering around the orphanage because I was there.Besides...I knew August would throw a fit if I disappeared without telling him.So I came home.Changed into my pajamas.Lay in bed.And stared at the ceiling.Sleep refused to come.My mind wouldn't stop running.Richard.The mall.The feeling that someone had been watching me.I knew it had been him.I was almost certain.But if it really was...Why hadn't he approached me?Why follow me instead?What was he waiting for?Should I report it?Would anyone even believe me without proof?I turned onto my side and pulled the blanket closer.Eventually...My t

"Dad, why the hell didn't you tell me you were coming over?" I asked after he entered the study and closed the door."So..."Dad glanced around the study."I need to start making appointments before visiting my own son's house now?"I pinched the bridge of my nose.Perfect.The one peaceful morning I'd had in what felt like forever...Ruined.Last night had been a blur.The fever.The whiskey.Genesis.I remembered waking sometime before dawn.She'd been sitting on the floor beside the couch, her head resting against the cushion.Still holding the damp cloth she'd been using to bring my fever down.She must've fallen asleep taking care of me.I couldn't leave her there.So I'd carried her as carefully as I could and settled her properly on the couch.I should've gone upstairs afterwards.I knew that.Instead...I stayed.Something about sleeping and waking beside her reminded me of the cabin.Maybe it was the fever.Maybe it was the dream I'd had.Or maybe...It wasn't a dream anymore

By the time Matt dropped me off...Every bit of confidence I'd forced myself to have that morning had completely disappeared.The anger.The determination.The Game on.All gone.I hadn't stepped into the office since the launch party.Since Violet.Since Richard.Since everything had blown up.The only updates I'd gotten were from social media.Public opinion was still vicious.Some people called me a gold digger.Others called me a homewrecker.More than a few defended me.While the rest gushed over my looks.But I'd learned something about the internet.Support could turn into hatred in a heartbeat.I stood across the street in the café opposite the company building for nearly thirty minutes, staring at the revolving glass doors.Just go.It's only work.They're only people.I took one deep breath.Then another.I turned on my playlist, slipped my earphones in, straightened my top, and crossed the road.Straightened my shirt.And crossed the road.The security guards greeted me.I

"...And then he actually had the audacity to tell me I was dressed inappropriately for work." I threw my hands into the air. "Can you imagine that?" Esme didn't answer. She was smiling at her phone. Again. "Esme." Nothing. I snapped my fingers right in front of her face. She jumped so hard she nearly dropped her phone, hurriedly locking the screen. Her cheeks flushed a deep shade of pink. "What?" she asked, trying and failing to look innocent. I folded my arms. "I've been ranting about your brother for the past five minutes." She rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly. "Sorry." "I know my brother can be a jerk." "I was honestly surprised you two even got together." I rolled my eyes. "I feel like your life is suddenly way more interesting than mine." I narrowed my eyes. "Care to explain?" Over the past few weeks, Esme and I had somehow become... close. It still surprised me how easy talking to her had become. Even after our little disagreeme