All Chapters of Fat Girl's Nemesis: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

“I will never be able to love him… not after everything that has happened. I have never been this certain about anything,” I said firmly. “Don’t be so sure… we don’t know what the future holds. I just don’t want you to hate him too much.” “Yeah… I’ll try.”He turned to me. “We’ve only known each other for a few days… but am I wrong if I feel like I already have you, Rose? Am I just as much of an asshole as that man?” He paused, his expression turning serious. “When I met him, I could see it in his eyes… he loves you so much, perhaps even more than I feel for you, and that makes me think…”I quickly reached for his hand. “Then… don’t! Don’t think about it. He’s… he’s different from you, because you respect me, you treat me better, far better than he ever did.” I swallowed, then continued honestly, “I… if I may be bold enough to say this, you value me… you make me feel like a woman who is wanted.”“You are… I want you, Rose. So badly!” He smiled faintly. “Sometimes I even ask myself whe

“Yes. I hope so, too. You no longer have any feelings for her, because I’m definitely going to get hurt,” Richard continued my sentence this time.I nodded at him.“I hate her… my sister… she treats me… and Rose however she wants… like we’re her dolls, and she has the right to control us. I hate that. If I’m allowed to say something cruel… I want them to get hurt… to suffer for everything they’ve done to me. Is this what they call revenge?”Richard nodded.“Well… I guess I’ve caught the evil bug around here…” I finally said.I felt relieved after our conversation, at least my heart felt lighter now because I had explained everything to Lucas.“Can I stay here tonight?” he asked, his expression looking more relaxed.I shrugged at him. I didn’t mind.“As long as… no sex involved.”“Agreed! Half-heartedly!” he answered honestly. I burst out laughing.I went to the bathroom and changed my clothes. Richard was already wearing something casual, so I guessed he had changed as well.We lay si

She seemed not to care about my comment at all. She simply shrugged and walked toward the door to collect our very strange breakfast. I stayed behind, wondering why she was taking so long.I didn’t hear anything from the door for quite a while, and my curiosity eventually got the better of me. I grabbed one of Louis’s T-shirts and a pair of his fabric pants. Luckily, the pants had enough stretch to accommodate me, because Louis was slightly smaller than I was.What I saw outside the room made me regret being curious enough to go looking for Louis. In the living room of the unit, Lindsay, Richard, and Dave were sitting on the soft sofa while Louis leaned against the door with an extremely annoyed expression. Apparently, I had walked straight into an unexpected gathering.“Is there some kind of clothes-swapping ceremony going on between you two?” Lindsay teased, grinning as she raised and lowered her eyebrows.“Huh… what do you guys want?!” I asked irritably. I sat down on the small cha

I wondered if Dave would force me to go with him. Yeah, it seemed likely. When I told him I would be going with Rose and Richard, he simply stayed silent.I was worried… anxious, actually. It wasn’t because I didn’t want to go to Vegas. What scared me was Lucas, because I knew he was dangerous, an agent and a bodyguard, for God’s sake!He could easily lock me inside a room without anyone noticing. Yeah… a man like him was probably capable of doing something like that, and I was terrified. That was why I told Rose that I wanted to go with them.I stood up, planning to put some of my clothes into my suitcase. I separated my dirty clothes into a small bag, knowing I would have to find a laundry service in Italy later.I packed some toiletries from the bathroom, including the complimentary ones provided by the resort. Then the doorbell rang. I placed everything beside the bed before walking toward the door.It was a decision I would regret for the rest of my life. I had no idea that the m

Linds PovIt turned out that the person who had been ringing the doorbell all this time was Rosalind—the woman who had often talked to Lucas, the same woman who had extended her honeymoon at this hotel, and, most importantly, the same woman who looked at Lucas like he was a Turkish delight she wanted to devour whole. I frowned, wondering why that thought suddenly sounded so creepy. Seriously, why did everything about this woman feel so unsettling?“Hey!” Rosalind greeted me cheerfully, her voice loud and shrill. Was she deliberately making sure Lucas could hear her?Hmm... would it be rude if I didn't let her in because... well, I simply didn't feel like talking to her? I had no interest in spending my evening entertaining someone who clearly had an ulterior motive.“Hi, Rosalind. What do you want?” I asked, getting straight to the point. Hopefully, Lucas wouldn't appear, because if this woman saw him, she would definitely force her way inside, especially since she had been using the