Block His Number Novels & Stories

[Come back. The two simple yet demanding words were swiftly answered with a red exclamation mark and a notification. [Your message was sent but not received.] Henry was speechless—Tina had actually blocked him on WhatsApp? Scowling even harder, he called her number, but it only lasted one beep before cutting off. After he tried a few more times, he eventually realized that Tina had blocked his number too! Curse that woman! And he had yet to make her pay for stalking him up to the hospital before assaulting Linda and Rory.

He quickly found her international number and dialed. After several rings, an automated voice message answered: **“We’re sorry. The number you dialed is no longer in service.”** Shocked, Nathan stared at his phone in disbelief. His assistant, standing nearby, offered a hesitant suggestion: “Sir, I think… the madam might have blocked you.” Nathan’s expression darkened, cycling between pale and furious. The reality sank in after a long pause: Isabella had blocked him. The assistant glanced at him nervously, his tone almost scolding:

He had nothing to talk about with this reckless man. Shane pondered for a moment, then asked, "Why did you block my number? Why don't you keep me blocked until the new year?"

He remembered he had Joshua Miller's phone number blocked on his old phone—he should check that it was blocked now. But when Massimo checked the blocked list on his phone, he was surprised to find a number he had never put there. It was familiar. It was his wife's old phone number.

I blurted putting his number on my blacklist. "Is someone bothering you?" Ibrahim asked, for a split second, I forgot he was sitting beside me. "No one" I said, he knew I was obviously. "some guy from an interview I had yesterday, was so rude and refused to interview me, only to call and tell me he liked me. I explained. "give me his number, and I will take care of it" Ibrahim requested. I shook my head, "no need, I have already blocked the number" I said and just as I was about to finish my statement another started calling me, "excuse me" I said picking up the call.

"By the way, that unknown number that I'm telling you is still constantly texting me the other day. The last day you texted me, that was the same time he texted me. [Owws really? Can you just block that non-Elyse number?] "Ehh, even. Even if I block it, it will just change the sim and text me again. I blocked that number and then the next day someone texted me again and I know it's only the same person because they are the same in what they say and how they message me."

She hangs up and hands me back my phone. I don’t know if I’m feeling pissed, violated, or relieved. “I can handle him.” “Really?” Her brows nearly hit her hairline. “So how is he still able to call you?” “I…” “Need to block his pathetic ass.” “How do I do that?” I pull my phone away when she reaches for it again. “No, not literally. I mean, how do I block someone I spent over half a decade with?” “Easy. Go to ‘Contacts,’ hit his name, and then ‘Block This Caller.’”

Good riddance. I make sure to block and delete his contact before locking my phone and crying my eyes out.

I nodded and he handed me his phone to dial mum’s number, hoping that it would ring, however, I wasn’t surprised when the line didn’t go through, the number proven to block any unknown number to it. I handed Nikolay his phone back and he smiled at me, his blue eyes softening as he saw the worried state that father had put me through, the man knew what he was doing to me, and had it not been Vladimir, I would have spoken up, but the men knew that he was a lying prick “I never blocked his number on your phone Kiara, I deleted his number yes, but I never blocked it in case your mom called you through there” “That’s how you knew that he was a liar…”

he replied coldly. Another girl tried again. “Can I bring you questions I don’t understand to your office?” “I’ll drop my W******p number. Send your questions there. No one is allowed in my office.” His voice was firm as he wrote his number on the board. I quickly scribbled it down. “I’m not obligated to reply to everything,” he warned. “And if anyone disturbs me with irrelevant messages, I’ll block them. And once you’re blocked, you’re never getting unblocked.”