But That's None Of My Business นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It has always been about them. “Your problems are no longer my problems,” I announce as I open the door. “I’m starting my own business. Good luck with yours.”

“Answer the question.” I laughed again, but there was no humor in it this time. “No.” He frowned. “No?” “No,” I repeated. “I don’t owe you an explanation.” He took a step forward. “So you think because we’re not in the office,” he said slowly, “you get to pretend nothing exists between us?” “Yes,” I shot back. “That’s exactly what I think.” Another step. I retreated without thinking, my heel scraping against the pavement. “What I do outside work is none of your business,” I continued, words tumbling out now. “Who I dance with, who I touch—none of it has anything to do with you.”

he questions “None of your business" I snapped at him “It is my business because we are faking a relationship here and anything that affects you affects me too “It’s still my private matter and I don’t want to share, but I promise it will not affect you in any way, so stop asking" I requested knowing I can't let him know about my past, I left it behind and promised to never to go back, so i need keep things under control to avoid him being suspicious. “OK if you say so” he shrugged his shoulders

“You think this is love?” “I think it’s none of your fucking business.” “It becomes my business when you drag the family name through the mud.”

I huffed and stood behind him and he didn’t even turn to face me. “Look, Carla, it’s not your business.” He said and my anger flared. “Not my business?” I scoffed. “You will tell me now!” I gritted. “Carla, leave me alone.” He said pulling his hand out of his pocket and showing me his hand and looking over his shoulder. Did I trigger something I shouldn’t have? “Aeden,” I stepped up ahead and glared at him. He on the other hand stood still as he kept on looking over his shoulder and clenched his jaw.

She says. “None of it is my business. I did my part which already cost me a lot. Your failure is not my responsibility” I rumble out. “You have to do something! How are we going to manage ahead? I need something— “We made a deal. Nothing else will be added to that. I did my part. Not my fault you let greed take over your brain cells. Don't call me again” I say and hang up before keeping my phone on the table. My life has become a play for others. I no longer have the threads in my hand.

"Don't do anything wrong, what happened after all has nothing to do with it." "It's none of your business what I do," Edd gritted his teeth and replied in a deadly voice, and I knew he didn't like having someone else advise him, even if it was his friend. " Don't even try to meddle in my business, mind your own business."th

he said. “My existence is my business,” I said, and the heat in it came out before I had fully decided to let it. “My safety is my business. Whatever they think they know or have, whatever they are building in that room, it directly concerns me and you standing here telling me it’s none of my business is not something I’m going to accept.” “Then don’t accept it,” he said. “That’s your choice.”

He slumps in his seat, the acceptance in his voice just doesn't sit well with me. It makes me shift uncomfortably in my seat. " You never know till you are in one, you might just surprise yourself." He shrugs his shoulders again, drinking his soda. " Wouldn't bother, besides, I don't want anyone in my business, especially now." He mumbles the last part. " Technically, everyone else seems to know your business, whether you like it or not." I tell him, twirling the straw in my half finished drink. He curses under his breath. " They bloody have no right to poke into my business, I never bother with theirs." He grumbles, clenching his fists.

I didn’t say yes or no, so she went ahead. “So I’ve noticed that whenever your father is brought up,like obviously I know you’re doing all this because of something related to him, it makes me wonder why you’re doing it. I mean…why do you hate him so much? I know it's none of my business; don’t get me wrong, but... “Exactly?” “What?” she asked, looking at me fully now. “You’re absolutely right; it is none of your business,” I said, facing her completely. “It's none of your business, so stop asking questions that don’t concern you. You're being paid handsomely for this, so just do your damn job and shut your mouth.”