Romans & histoires Arthur Blank Girlfriend

“You better tell me who you are or I'm gonna call the cops.” Ana stepped forward, “Sorry. We're sorry about lying earlier. I'm Ana, Arthur’s girlfriend.” They waited for any sort of reaction from the lady, but none came. “Did you hear what I said? I'm Arthur's girlfriend.” Ana repeated. “Heard you the first time.” The lady stated. “I found it amusing because Arthur doesn't have a girlfriend.” “Yeah, well, I'm his new girlfriend and we're currently looking for him.” “If you're Arthur's girlfriend, you should know that he's at work.” The lady deadpanned.

Arthur said. Hearing this, Kinsley was a little worried that it couldn't be that she was really going to eat with him for the rest of the month, right? "Oh! Why is there only you!? You didn't bring your girlfriend back?” Kinsley thought of that beautiful blonde. "Girlfriend?" Arthur looked at her in astonishment, "Who said I have a girlfriend?" Noticing that he was still pretending to be stupid, Kinsley reminded him with a smile, "Last time on the show, it was that pretty and sexy blonde! Isn't she your girlfriend?”

"What about your girlfriend? Or fiancée? Whoever she is, I’m sure she wouldn’t appreciate me being here. She—" "There’s no one else, Athena." Arthur’s lips twitched into a small, enigmatic smile. "Arthur, you can't—" "Get some rest. You’ll need it!" Arthur studied her for a long moment, then stood abruptly. He walked away, leaving Athena alone with the lingering notes of their unfinished melody. She exhaled shakily, her hands trembling as she reached for the piano lid and closed it gently. "He's always been mysterious, hasn't he? Yes, even though he didn't confess, I saw his girlfriend's picture yesterday!"

I felt a rush of pride and anxiety for both of them. Arthur continued, “I want to introduce you to someone very important to me.” He looked over at me and smiled. “This is Kathleen. And she isn't just Hayley’s nanny, she’s my girlfriend, and she’s the only person I want to marry. We’re waiting for the right time, but I love her, and that’s what matters.” There was a moment of silence that felt like it stretched on forever. Arthur’s parents, remained silent, their expression unreadable. I could see the wheels turning in their head, processing everything Arthur had said.

Arthur shifted his gaze from me to his partner and seemed not at all pleased with his interference. " Are you two dating?" he asks, sounding genuinely surprised "I don't understand why you are so surprised, after all, what is your problem? "Ethan presses him "We met last week and you were with Bruna!" I almost smiled at the total cluelessness, not only of politeness but of danger, as Arthur didn't seem to know his partner very well. "And you were married to Gisele. "I imagine that your wife, as well as I, would not like to know that you are here harassing my girlfriend in this way.

“Hes allegedly Alissas fiancé. For roughly seven years now it has been supposed. Hes as aloof as Alissa is theatrical. Usually hes just. that is. Like a piece of furniture that costs a fortune. Extremely quiet perceptive and completely lacking in personality. He simply exists in some way.” The comment Sounds like a lively party was deadpan. Sophia gave a chuckle. “You are clueless. Arthur however comes next.” Her tone became warmer as she spoke more softly. “Thats Arthur the second man who nodded and smiled at you. He is both my boyfriend and Sloans distant cousin.” Her smile broadened revealing a sincere happy face. “Thankfully hes much friendlier than the rest of this group. I am kept sane

Andrew questioned disapprovingly, puzzled by her attitude towards him. "Are you kidding me right now?" Amelia scoffed, her left eyebrow raised in disbelief. "What?" Andrew nervously uttered. "Stay away from me, okay?" She sternly warned, her eyes filled with anger. "Why should I? You are my girlfriend..." Andrew was interrupted as Amelia raised her palm, gesturing for him not to say anything. "Don't you dare call me your girlfriend. You didn't think of me as your girlfriend when you were with that other woman right in front of my eyes!" Her voice trembled as she fought back the tears welling up in her eyes.

He promised he would become the kind of husband I wanted. And yet this same man, after a month of arguing between us, had decided to come see me in person—not to fix our relationship, but to set me up instead. I frowned as memories from the past six years flashed through my mind. No matter how hard I thought about it, I still could not understand why he would do something like this. But before I could sort it out, Kiera called me. "Naomi Saville, what is wrong with you? Are you blind, or are you just pretending to be? Hayden has been buddies with us for years. We're family. You're the outsider here. How dare you make him skip Thanksgiving with us just because you're jealous?

“Blake. You’re not seriously thinking of going.” I held up my phone. “He wasn’t bluffing.” I pulled up G****e. And just like that, there he was. Ethan Blackwood. Beautiful. Rich. Dangerous. Photographed in tailored suits, arm in arm with senators and Silicon Valley royalty. A few articles mentioned a breakup two years ago. But no photos of her. Like she never existed. Amelia frowned at my screen. “That’s… creepy.” “Right?” “Still. You can’t go there alone. You don’t know what kind of psycho he is.”

"But you have to promise to keep this confidential. I don't want anyone else to know, especially not my boyfriend." Arthur and I exchanged a quick glance. This boyfriend detail was new information, considering how she just days ago had my husband deep inside her. "We can discuss that later," Arthur said cautiously. "For now, just tell us everything you know."