Novel & Cerita Arthur Blank Girlfriend

If I wanted clarity, I had to listen. Red sat down across from me, fingers interlaced, gaze locked directly on mine. I noticed something strange—he barely blinked. Through all this talking, I’d only seen him blink once. Didn’t his eyes hurt? “I’m looking for a woman who can pretend to be my girlfriend for three months,” he said finally. “Someone who won’t fall for me. I don’t want any commitment—ever again.” “Then why are you looking for a fake girlfriend? You after some kind of inheritance or something?” I asked, arching a brow.

she says, raising a hand with the solemnity of a judge, “My sister has her own boyfriend. He’s famous and his name is Enrique Blackburn.” Silence. Someone gasps behind us. Another person whispers, “The actor? That Enrique?” A third person, holding a dog in a sling, audibly says, “No freaking way.” The fat woman blinks, “Wait — what? Your boyfriend is ENRIQUE … BLACKBURN!” She shouts out the name, and the sound echoes through the airport to boomerang back and slap me on the chest. For a moment, I can’t breathe. And I think I’m gonna faint. Or die.

"Do you really want me to leave?" Lionel Alan knew that keeping her would only cause more pain for both of them, so he still insisted on letting her go. “Vivian Letitia, after this you will no longer be my girlfriend. But you will forever be the one I love the most, I'm going to be late. You should go back first…”