Greg Heffley Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Without thinking, I pushed past her, storming inside the apartment. “What the hell are you talking about?” I demanded, my voice rising. The living room was a bit dark. The scent of cologne and something more intimate lingered in the air. My eyes moved around, finally landing on Fred, who was sitting casually on the couch, looking as relaxed as ever. He didn’t even flinch when he saw me. No surprise, no guilt. Just a slight smirk playing on his lips. “Rochelle, what’s up?” My blood boiled. “What’s up?” I repeated, my voice shaking. “What’s up? Gina just told me she’s your girlfriend. What the hell, Fred?”

“I just heard this from one of our classmates earlier.” I curled my brows. “What is it?” “Althea Evangeline AKA Mr. Aloof’s ex-girlfriend isn’t in Blakefield anymore.” “What?”

Even though she said that, the little cousin was stunned. She then looked toward Giya before saying, “Giya! This girl’s saying that she’s Gerald’s girlfriend!” “That’s quite enough, Felicia! Hand me the phone immediately!” Giya then snatched the phone from her and hung up immediately. Giya, for one, definitely knew who Mila was. She was Gerald’s girlfriend who was in a long-distance relationship with him. However, that was all Giya knew about Mila. She had been quite curious about what Mila was like in person ever since she knew about her existence.

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

"At least he cares! Otherwise, how could his face be so stinky just now?" Hearing her boyfriend's words, Melissa immediately guessed it. "Are you talking about Secretary Guo? But... Greg just said that she had a boyfriend and stayed out for the night." "He deserved it! He ignored the opportunity near him and insisted on staring at mine." After speaking, he gave his girlfriend a look of dissatisfaction, but Melissa didn't seem to care at all. She even said with a chuckle, "That's because your girlfriend is charming." After that, Melissa said with regret, "Ah! Greg finally has a girl that he cares about other than me? Ah! What should I do! Can't I tease him like this in the future?"

After Gwyneth ended the call, all traces of the gentleness on her face vanished, replaced by viciousness. Looking at the phone in her hand, she muttered, "Old woman, just you wait. After I'm done with your son, you're next!" Meanwhile, Colin sat in his office with furrowed brows. Just then, his phone screen lit up with a notification of an entertainment news story. "Aren Jefferson and Aspen Nicholls' relationship revealed—sweet vacation together suggests marriage may be on the horizon."

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes—the picture of her standing there with Adrian Cole and his child—like they were a family of three, maybe I really would've believed her. On the day of our wedding, Rowena never showed up, and I couldn't get through to her phone. At first, I thought something had happened to her on the way there, and I was worried sick. It wasn't until I saw Adrian's Instagram post that I realized she had gone off to play mother to his child, Theo Cole. Looking back at it now, I was a complete fool. Tears streamed down my cheeks. I didn't want to cry over her, but my heart was aching despite myself.

It felt as if she would die at any time. She was flabbergasted by such a feeling in herself, but she dared not retort Alex in the end. Hubert felt a bit awkward, so he changed the topic. “Alex, this is...?” Alex introduced. “She’s a doctor in California, Cheryl Coney.” Cheryl added, “I’m his girlfriend.” “Then, Dorothy Assex...” “They got divorced.” “Oh —”

I gazed down when I saw him scrutinizing me, as if wanted to know if we at least met before. "It's your son's girlfriend. She's Gwyneth, remember?" Kalex mom responded as if making her husband remember of who I am. I already met Mister Fuevo because I once had dinner with him when I am in a relationship with Kalex before and get to know him last banquet that their family held years ago. "Looks like you already knew where your boyfriend went, right?" "I am not his girlfriend," I said with full of seriousness in my tone. I am still in a relationship with Kevin and I coudln't even think of cheating him while he's not around. This is insane.

Heather laughed, her smile reaching her cheeks, “what? I can’t be happy to see my fiancé?” Fiancé. The word left an unpleasant feeling in my chest when it shouldn't have. Afterall, I had settled on just having meaningless sex with Glen. “Well, maybe wait until after coffee,” Leslie said. Heather ignored her and leaned closer to Glen, “I swear, the whole trip I kept thinking about getting back to you,” she said lightly. “Did you miss me at all, love?” Glen’s expression remained calm, “of course,” he replied. I kept stealing glances at him without meaning to, he looked exactly the same as always, unreadable.