Novel & Cerita Fake Call From Boyfriend

“He was admitted. To this campus. I followed him to do some sorting.” “Oh—” My fake boyfriend nodded. “Yeah. Is there a problem?” The look on his countenance sold him off. I knew already that something was wrong, although it was hard for me to place a hand on it. “You look like you would chase him away if you had a chance. He's done nothing to you, you know?” A chuckle escaped my lips and I watched him give a nod. “I should have called him. I just didn't remember he was a student on campus.” Immediately, as I spoke, I was looking for my phone in the purse I had come with—then I took out my phone and began to dial the number that belonged to Aaron.

The ringtone of Ariana's phone interrupted her. "Ariana where are you?" Zach asked over the phone. "I'm at my mom's apartment" Ariana sighs. "I want to see you in my house in the next five minutes" he instructed with an icy tone. Ariana rolled her eyes, she's used to his cold voice and icy gaze. "You're not the boss of me" she argued. "I'm paying you for this fake relationship so technically I'm your boss" he explained. "I'm spending the night at my mom's..."

Then it clicked. “Hey Shalling, how are you doing?” “I’m very good, and you?” “I’m fine, dear. You’re not using your contact number?” “Ran out of airtime. I decided to use my boyfriend’s.” “Okay. Is he there with you?” “Oh, yes. You wanna talk to him?” “Nah, not really. Just asking.” “He’s waving. Said I should say hello.” “Received. Greet him back.” “Okay.” A brief silence hung between us.

Sandra took the phone and watched silently as he turned on the water and splashed it over his face. “Hello, Cathy,” she said a little sarcastic. “Is he going to make a habit of answering your phone?” her sister snapped across the line. “Probably. What do you want? I just talked to you a few hours ago?” “Don’t you use that tone of voice with me, little girl,” Cathy snarled. “I called because I have some very interesting news about your boyfriend. I did a back-ground check on him and found out a few things he probably failed to tell you.”

If I don't get out of this now, I'm going to end up completely swallowed by this man's orbit, and I will become someone I genuinely despise. A plan clicked into place fast. She pulled out her phone, flicked the ringtone on, and faked an incoming call. The instant it "rang," she gasped theatrically, staring at the screen like she'd just won the lottery. "Mr. Vale it's Grayson! My HUSBAND!" She held up the phone, beaming with manufactured delight. At the words "my husband," Grayson froze mid-motion, glancing back to see her already answering the call.

I won't pity him. I continued listening to the professor’s teaching. Progress reports and presentation requirements. About thirty minutes later, the class was dismissed and he packed up and left. That was the only class for today and it was just 10 am. Enough time to rest for the day. I left the building and walked towards my car when my phone rang. “Hello?” I answered the call without a caller ID. “Hey.” “Who am I speaking with?” “Your partner and fake boyfriend. Trevor.” I chuckled. “Give me a break. Why are you calling me and all these while you had my number but claimed you couldn't reach me over the years.” I opened my car door.

Now I was supposed to spend the whole night pretending to be his girlfriend while my real boyfriend barely answered my calls. I picked up my phone and tried calling him again. Straight to voicemail. Another text popped up: “Busy, babe. Talk later.” I sighed and tossed the phone aside. He was the safe choice. Nerdy, steady, and he never pushed me about being a virgin. But sometimes I wondered if safe was enough.

“You could have missed me. I am on my way there.” “I know,” she said, and quickly took her phone out and played the voice note. The man grimaced, and soon he was holding his hand in a fist beside him. Even listening for the second time was so painful, and it took all her self-control not to cry. She glanced back to see Nova was still sleeping. “I guess it’s the boyfriend part that shocked you then.” The man said, handing her phone back to her. “He does not even know it’s all fake.”

"A surprise, huh? Well, I can't wait to meet him. I'm sure he's a lucky guy to have you as his mate." I smile, grateful for Jack's support. "Thanks, Jack. I hope so too." I can't help but feel a twinge of guilt for lying to Jack about my fake mate. But for now, I'll keep up the façade until I figure out a way to get out of this situation. Jack's phone starts ringing. "I got to take this. Are you okay going back home by yourself?" He looks at me with a worried expression. I smile. "I'm fine. I don't think Mindy will come back to harass me."