Novel & Cerita Bryce Hall Girlfriend

Bryce asked moving his gaze from his laptop to Britney. "She made some changes and started talking about her night with her boyfriend," Britney reported and Bryce's heart skipped a beat. "Did she mention who this guy is?" Bryce asked and Britney was surprised by the question but answered anyway. "No, but from what I read, I know she was talking about her time with some guy but no name was mentioned," Britney said and Bryce frowned not sure how to feel. Angela did not mention his name which he was glad she didn't but which guy was she talking about? Bryce thought.

She adds as she puts the pencil on my opened notebook. “I know…” Before I can finish my sentence, her phone rings, and she immediately answers the call. “Yes, babe? I’m still in your house, teaching your little sister,” The responds coming from her mouth widened my stares. The fact that June is my brother’s girlfriend crosses my mind, certainly interfering my admiration towards her.

I added like I was completely clueless about what's happening to them behind my back, when in fact, I know better. Hailey's eyes slightly widened. She chuckled like it was so weird to hear. I scoffed. The audacity of this girl to still act like nothing's really going on with her and my boyfriend, huh? "What are you talking about, Brielle. We're just friends." "Hmm. Just like how me and you are friends? Like that kind of a relationship, huh? No behind the scene thingy? No betrayal, huh?" I smirked. "Just make sure, Hail. Make sure that, that won't ever happen. Because you might not like the prize of messing with me."

"Yeah. I'm sorry she didn't invite you because of me." "Because of you? Oh. I thought it was because of…." The door behind him dinged and a beautiful blonde walked in. "Trent, babe, are you coming?" She draped herself over his shoulder like a wet towel. "Yeah. I'm coming. Heather, this is a friend of mine from high school. Bree, this is Heather." "Hey." Bree managed a small smile. So Christy didn't like his new girlfriend? Did they even know each other? She didn't bother to ask. "I've gotta go."

The colour completely drained from Kyle's handsome face. "Bryce! What are you doing here?" Kyle blurted out, taking a stunned step forward. "Long time no see, man!" A heavy, suffocating silence descended on the lounge. We all looked at each other, utterly bewildered. Who the hell was Bryce? "No, babe," Cleo explained gently, placing a restraining hand on Kyle's arm. "That's Ben. Mari's husband." Kyle blinked, shaking his head in sheer disbelief as he stared at Ben. "Really? That is absolutely uncanny! You look exactly like Bryce! Well, I suppose they say everyone has a twin out there somewhere..."

Jay jerks away like someone poured ice water down his back, and I’m left standing there, blinking at Lucas. I should say something. Anything. Instead, I just glare at him, trying to ignore the way my heart feels like it’s attempting parkour in my chest. His friends are behind him, looking equally pissed. Like, what’s their fucking deal? Did they all decide to make my life a collective problem? “You’re… Alpha Lucas, right?” Jay starts, his voice shaking just a little. Lucas doesn’t let him finish. “What the fuck are you doing with my girlfriend?”

My heart dropped. The girl giggled and clinked her glass with his. “Mmm. To us.” To us. Not to Christmas. Not to reconciliation. To them. I felt the world tilt slightly. “Bryce?” My voice cracked as it left my throat. His head jerked up. His smile vanished instantly. “Lena?” he choked, like I was a ghost. The girl blinked between us. “Um… who’s this?” “My girlfriend,” I whispered. “No,” Bryce said too quickly. “Not anymore Lena, wait, it’s not…”

Bryce said, coming out of the kitchen holding a glass of water. "Morning," she said quietly, looking up at him curiously as he sat down beside her and offered her the drink. She took it and swallowed some down, then let him take it again. "I uh... woke up and found my girlfriend had disappeared," he said, smirking at her. "You find some trouble last night?" "Yeah," she confirmed, blushing a bit. "I woke up in the middle of the night and saw that I had about twenty messages from Toni. I called her to see what the hell the problem was and apparently, she was just worried about me."

The 3 PM all-hands meeting was already underway when Audrey Mitchell, the CEO's wife, shoved the door open, her expression cold as ice. She marched straight at me and slammed a photograph onto my laptop keyboard. It was taken in a luxury hotel lobby. A young woman was trying to wrap her arm around Benjamin Mitchell, our CEO, while he held his hands up in a gesture of resistance. "Dylan, is this your girlfriend?" More than a hundred people packed into the conference room, collectively holding their breath. The room went dead silent. Beside me, my intern, Zoe Brooks, slowly pushed back her chair and stood up. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Dylan, last month in the break r

Brycen thought for a moment, and then asked, "I don't want to hide it from you, I have a girlfriend." "No. The person with a girlfriend can't do what I want." Shirley shook her hand. "My girlfriend works in research in Antarctica, so she almost can't go back home once a year." Brycen said. "Yes, Shirley, think about it. If such a handsome guy doesn't have a girlfriend, would you believe it? If he doesn't have a girlfriend, he should have a boyfriend." Julianna chimed in. Hearing that, Shirley lowered her head and thought, she felt that it was reasonable, so she said to Brycen, "Has Julianna told you everything I want you to do?"