All Chapters of Jacqueline’s Dilemma: Chosen By The Tycoon: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

~Rex’s POV~“Hey, Rex!” That voice; I recognize it. I turned to my side. It was Shirley, my step-sister. She had her eyes on us while she took a sip out the content in her flute. She lowered the glass, holding it by its stem and walked towards us, wearing a mischievous smile.“You invited her too?” I queried Daisy, in a low voice.“She came back. Plus, she is family.” Daisy said.“Yours not mine.” I muttered.Shirley stood close. She glanced at each of us and had her eyes on Cupcake. “Your dress looks nice. But you should have gone with something that covers your physique. The curves are nice but not for your kind of person.” She mocked.“Shirley, that’s not nice.” Daisy opposed.“What? I’m only being honest.” Shirley said proudly, not being remorseful.Proud, rude, always been little others, spoilt, that’s Shirley. That one of the reasons I never liked her nor her brother. I glanced at Cupcake. Her smile faded. I should have given her a heads-up about my family’s attitude. I waite

~Jacqueline’s POV~I climbed down the stairs and got on the landing. And I did that without any bodyguard metres behind me. Rex lifted the rule last night. I walked straight to dining room. The table was set, breakfast was placed in different serving dishes but it was empty. Huh? Another lonely breakfast. I turned my head round and saw Cameron behind me. He stood at the entrance of the room.“Where is Rex?” I asked him.“He doesn’t want to be disturbed.” He replied coolly.“Cameron, where is my husband?” I repeated.“The boss said he doesn’t want to see anyone and wants to be alone.” He said firmly.“Fine. I’ll go and look for him.” I said plainly.I walked to the door but Cameron stood in my way. He wore a stern look. I looked at him, but backing out either.“If you don’t let me through, I tell him you’re bullying me and he wouldn’t like it. Would he?” I threatened him. Sounded good to be at the tap. Cameron heaved and moved aside. I’m

~Rex’s POV~ I leant my back against the car door. I tapped my foot on the concrete floor, in a pattern as I waited for her supposed majesty to come out. It has been an hour and she still hasn’t come out yet. How long would it take to put some clothes and come out of the house? I switched position and had my head at the roof of the car. I got impatient and groaned annoyingly. She better have a good apology for her tardiness. I caught a glimpse of the front door and someone coming out. At first, it seemed like a dot but became clearer as the figure got closer. It was Cupcake. She had worn a jumper with a pair of brown shorts. I furrowed my brow confusingly and watched as she walked towards the car. She flashed a glance at me and looked away. She stood opposite the car and pulled the door open. “It’s locked.” She said airily, being nonchalant. “That’s one way to say hello.” I replied ironically. She stayed mute and didn’t reply. I let out a sigh and shook my head. I unlocked th

~Jacqueline’s POV~ I was seated in the living room. I had a towel over my wet clothes. The air conditioner was set to warm, which kept me from freezing. Everyone had their eyes on me. Mrs. Cecilia entered the room, holding a tray. “Here the cuppa you requested. Hot just like you wanted.” She said calmly, placing the tray on the wooden stool. “Thanks.” I replied, wearing a smile. I picked up the cup slowly by the handle and held both sides of the cup. I felt the steam as it went up and blew some of it away. I took a sip out of it. Mm! That’s too hot. Now, I’ve burnt my tongue. “Ugh! Are we just going to stand without saying anything?” Shirley asked tiredly, annoyed. I kept the cup back on the saucer on the tray. “There is no need. Wouldn’t want to know why she had jump in anyway.” She scoffed. She left the room and climbed up the stairs. The room was silent again. “Why did you jump in?” Rex asked firmly, wearing a stern look. “I wanted to the save the puppy.” I replied tim

~Rex’s POV~ The engine ground as the car drove speedily. I had my hands on the steering wheel, with had eyes constantly at the wing mirror. I noticed the flash of a headlight. I glanced at the rearview mirror. There was a car behind. It was trying to overtake. Well, not on my watch. I stepped on the accelerator pedal. The arrow on the speedometer crossed over to the red lines, stopping at the last figure. I applied pressure on the pedal, making sure the speed stay constant. The car, previously behind me, was now abreast of me. What the—? I glanced through the window and saw the driver. It was a lady. She turned to her side and looked at him. She wore a smirk and wink at me. Soon, she drove past me. Was I going to lose to a woman? Definitely not. I checked my fuel gauge. It was slowly turning red. F**k! Not now. I looked through the windscreen. I was a few metres to the finish line. The lady’s car was right in front of me. Was I going to accept defeat? I caught a glimpse of a ro