Ailee I Will Go To You の小説・ストーリー

"Carl Larson! We're not over yet!" "Oh, Hailey, you're with him? The power went out at my place, and Carl said he was coming to—" Before she could finish, I snatched his phone and hurled it against the wall with everything I had. The screen shattered into pieces, and even the frame of our wedding photo cracked. "Hailey Sutton! Are you out of your mind?" Carl shot up, picking up the broken phone. "Calm down. You need to get it together." I clenched my jaw and gave him a hard look. "If you walk out that door, Carl, you'll regret it."

Ailee call him softly because he is driving she don't want to disturb him much . " Let's go back to Fuzhou in our university break in two weeks ." Ailee said again . " Okay . You want to go by car or plane ." Gray ask her. " By car also can but it will take few hours to reach Fuzhou. You will be tired from driving ." Ailee said to him .

Ailee let out. “Which clause?” Bastian was confused. Ailee stared at Bastian’s face and scoffed. “Don’t you think explaining it will be a waste of time, sir? Instead of doing that, don’t you think I should use it?” “Okay,” Bastian agreed. “Let’s go.” “No,” Ailee declined. “I will go alone. I will take care of it.” “Okay. I will entrust this with you always.” Bastian permitted. Ailee curtsied her head. She moved forward and stopped in front of Anna. “Let me have Vera’s phone.” She commanded.

Hayan panicked again seeing Hajin walking towards him. A picture with Hajin! Hajin sees Hayan standing rigidly like a robot. "Come closer, Hayan." He grabs him by the wrist and pulls him closer lightly. "In 1...2...3... Smile!" He smells like a baby... So nice... Sean will quietly give the camera back to its owner and walks away quietly. Hayan gathered up his courage and tried to follow him. "Where are you going?" Sean stops walking but will not turn around. "I heard that there's a mermaid show going on right now."

At the party, friends teased us, asking when Rosalie Diaz and I would finally get married. I looked at her, smiling. She said nothing, and stiffly changed the subject. The friend who'd started the teasing glanced at me awkwardly, apology in his eyes. My smile didn't waver. I took a sip of my drink. I've always been a bit of a procrastinator, though not a hopeless one. So I decided to let Rosalie go. And to let myself go, too.

“Okay! Yes! I will. Thank you! I’ll be there in thirty minutes!” I hung up the phone and walked back out to let Oliver know we were leaving. He was thrilled to be seeing Sadie. I was just hoping like hell I was able to track Alex down. Twenty minutes later, I was dropping him off at the salon. “Be good,” I told him before quickly leaving.

Minutes later, my phone buzzed. Alpha Tom:"Wait for me. I’ll come back for you after I drop Becky off." Oh, am I a cheap woman? I stared at the message, fingers trembling—not from sadness. From rage. Pure, unfiltered wolf rage. I didn’t wait. Instead, I stepped into the rain, hair plastered to my cheeks, hospital wristband still dangling from my arm, and hailed a cab. “Where to, miss?” the driver asked, eyeing me through the mirror. “The airport.”

Lady Bee whispered, “little by little. And even when she’s gone, I’ll make sure you live just long enough to regret every second.” Maya’s throat closed. Her voice was barely audible. “I’ll do anything you ask… Please… don’t hurt my sister. Can I speak to her? I just need to be sure she's fine." Lady Bee’s red lips curled. “Good. Just this once, I’ll be merciful.” She pulled out her phone and made a call. “Put the little brat on. Now.” On the screen, Maya saw a woman walk into Star’s room and hand her a phone.

Willa grins. "I told you I was afraid of heights." I really can't believe I'm in Vegas, thanks to Willa, apparently her brand makes huge sale during this period, and she needed to visit her store here, it's one of her biggest. She dragged us with her, apparently this is the biggest party of the year, and our costumes are from her brand, of course. I'm dressed as Captain America, Will is Hull, Willa is Billie Eilish, and Zayn is Joker, we really are a set of clown.

she asked, her voice sharp. "I'm not making a scene. I'm being serious. I've got things to do, so I'll leave you all to it." With that, I turned and walked out of the room, not looking back. As soon as I took a few steps, the murmurs started behind me. "Joseph is so dramatic." "Hugo and Luna's video blew up, and our studio got a lot of sponsorships. That's a good thing! Why make a fuss over it?" "I know, right?"