I Blew Up My Boyfriends Phone Mga Nobela at Kwento

I couldn't bear the loud sound so I plugged out his phone and connected it to mine. He watched me as I connected it and didn't say a word. I played a soft song that was also sung by one of my favourite artist. I closed my eyes and sunk myself into the soft sit, then the music stopped and I heard a crash. "What the hell!" I yelled and tears started to roll down my eyes at the sight of my phone broken and shattered behind me. I reached to take the broken phone and couldn't just help but cry, Mr Anderson had bought that phone for me and how was I to afford another phone.

I screamed, appalled in the shock of what she had just done, “What did you do? What is wrong with you??” I stood shaken to the bone as I looked at my phone that was shattered on the floor. “You do not have any right, no right to tell my son what we discussed in private” She snarled “What the fuck are you talking about? I have never talked about you to your son, even again, what did my phone do to you??” I am looking at the broken phone on the floor and I can barely do anything rather than just look at it and be shaken by the fact that it is now destroyed.

I came out, shut the door, and walked to my room. As soon as I walked in, I collapsed on the bed. I exhaled a sigh. I took a look at my phone. Lucas, my boyfriend, ex-boyfriend, has made several phone calls. The person who defrauded me. Why is he contacting me? Does he think I'll pick up the phone after seeing him naked with another girl? F*ck! How had I been so deaf all this time? I threw the phone away and began sobbing again, recalling what had happened.

God Mason, this is no time to be a drama king. "Oh for the love of god! I got my period." I frustratingly said. And that did the trick, he's shut up. Boys are just so stupid sometimes. "Are you going to give me your phone or do I have to find them myself? In all these chaos?" I asked. He started laughing. My stupid, bloody boyfriend is laughing. "I'm sorry, I.." He wasn't able to finish his sentence because of all his laughing. He handed me his phone and I called them as he stood there, trying so hard to contain his laugh.

I turned on the faucet in the bathtub and put my phone in the water. "Hey, what are you doing?" Daniel took my phone from the bathtub right away. He walked right up to the sink, where the blower was. He quickly opened it and dried my phone, which had gotten wet. "That's not necessary. I'll buy a new one." I said. I tried to take the phone on the towel while he was drying it. I held it, but he held my hand as well. He says, "Stop." "Why would I stop? You are upset about me because of what you saw on that phone, right? To end the argument, break that phone." I was so annoyed that I started to cry.

I replied and hung up on him I smashed my phone against the wall and sat down on the couch, crying so hard until a maid showed up "Ma'am, I heard a smashing noise from the kitchen, hope everything is fine?" she asked "yes, everything is fine dear, just get back to your duties" I replied she walked away slowly and came back with working tools to clean up the mess I made with my phone. My husband recently bought the iPhone that I smashed a few minutes ago, I was just so upset about being alone.

The smell of burning filled the air. On the edge of suffocation, I touched the watch on my wrist. It was the custom-made watch Alex had given me. Pressing the side button three times would trigger the highest-level emergency alert and send my location with a live recording. I gathered every bit of my strength and pressed it. One press. Two presses. Then, a third. I looked at the face I once loved deeply through the flickering flames. “Justin… I’m breaking up with you.”

[Didn't get to say this earlier, but I'm out of forgiveness cards. [Let's get a divorce.] My phone started blowing up right after.

he explained, offering his phone to show the breakup text before the undeliverable errors. I loosened my hold enough to let her look at the phone. “He… he broke into my phone and texted you! That… that’s deplorable! He told me my phone was broken in the accident. How... How dare he! And to block you! To block Cassidy too! I… oh, I could just hit him.” she exclaimed, shaking in anger.

and flung my phone, my only phone, at the wall to the left. My mouth fell open and I blinked, once, twice, thrice. My gaze on the now broken phone. I had just bought it last month and I wanted to scream and shout but I was too much in shock. Did he really just throw a phone? My phone? "Shit sorry, I forgot that's yours." My eyes shifted to him, he was picking up my broken phone but I could see he was still furious. Oh he didn't even know what furious meant, he would see it now.