All Chapters of Fat Girl's Nemesis: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Lindsay's PovI was eating the dream bowl of beef noodles I'd been craving, sitting across from a man with a sour expression who was eating the pasta he'd made himself. He had prepared quite a large portion, enough for two people, actually. So... had he made some for me too?His own fault for not telling me from the beginning, I thought defensively. I became completely absorbed in the springy noodles and the complex, rich flavor of the beef broth, making my taste buds scream with pleasure. Was this what people called a foodgasm? Ah... why did that suddenly make me think of Mario?I glanced at Lucas and discovered that he was already watching me. His mouth was full of pasta, and somehow, he still managed to look intimidating. "That man..." he began in his low voice. "Are you going to marry him?"Should I answer? But maintaining the no-talking rule I'd created for myself was exhausting. I wanted to be angry at him, to yell at someone, punch someone, or maybe even kiss someone. Not becau

"Come on, Rose! You need to walk faster!" Dave ordered impatiently. He was carrying two duffel bags filled with both my clothes and his. I had only packed two outfits, so I had no idea what exactly he had put inside those bags. We were supposed to go home tomorrow, or the day after at the latest, so what was he carrying?I muttered under my breath about how impatient he was. Even so, I hurried after him, trying to keep up with his long strides. Dave glanced over his shoulder and smirked when he saw me struggling to follow him. "Are you tired already, sweetheart?" he asked, sounding far too amused."Why are we leaving so early? You still have work in the middle of the night," I complained. "I have a lot of things to do," he replied, loading everything into the trunk. Then he opened the passenger door and gestured for me to get inside. Before I could fasten my seat belt myself, he leaned over and did it for me.His face was suddenly far too close to mine. I stared at him suspiciously wh

My family? What were they doing here? They looked so neat and formal, completely out of place with the questions racing through my mind.What the heck… was happening here?!I turned back toward Dave, and by the time I reached him, he was already extending a hand for me to take.“Dave… why is my family here? My mom and dad. What’s going on? What is this? What kind of event is this?” I asked one question after another.He didn’t answer. Instead, he led me toward an opening with a beautiful white carpet beneath our feet, while the ceiling above the gazebo was covered in fresh, living flowers.I grew even more confused when I glanced at Dave, only to find him wearing nothing but a knowing little smile.“Dave… what is this?” I whispered again.There weren’t many people in the room, perhaps around twenty of them in total.But I didn’t recognize some of their faces. Were they the models? Then why did all of them look middle-aged?Questions continued to swirl inside my head until I failed to

Lindsay's Pov“I don’t want to sleep alone!” I whined, half-heartedly. Whatever. I was still scared.I turned to look at him, but he only stood there silently, staring at me as if he were lost in thought. His expression was unreadable. What was wrong with him?“If you think I’m trying to seduce you... relax, because I’m not,” I said quickly. “That time has been over for a very long time.” I was afraid he would misunderstand me.I was only scared, and still a little traumatized by what had happened earlier. Besides, this place was huge. The thought of sleeping alone after what had happened was enough to make my skin crawl.Lately, Lucas had often seemed lost in thought while staring at my face. Was something wrong with him? Or was he remembering someone because I reminded him of her?Ieww... don’t tell me his ex-girlfriend looked like me!“Can I ask you something?” Lucas asked softly.“Huh? Ask me something? Yeah... sure,” I replied, confused.“Back then... in the hallway of your house

He didn’t actually lock me up. We slept in the same bed, but nothing happened between us. He simply told me to enjoy the vacation.“So this isn’t a photo shoot?” I asked after we went downstairs for breakfast. My parents were probably leaving around this time, just as they had told me earlier, and I had already said goodbye to them. One of Dave’s employees would be driving them back to our home in Texas.“Nope.” He smiled widely and kissed my fingers. “This is our engagement party.”I immediately pulled my hand away and lightly smacked his shoulder.“You! This is so unfair! Never do something like this again!”He raised both hands in surrender. “Okay, okay.”“And what about the photo shoot?”“There is no photo shoot.” He shrugged casually. “I terminated my contract with that underwear brand. I paid a ridiculous amount of money to do it, but I was thinking about your feelings.”I stared at him.“I was afraid you’d get jealous because another woman might enjoy looking at my body.”“I do