Ignore Me Novels & Stories

she remarked with concern. I shook my head and ignored what she said. "Just tired and exhausted. Coffee will fix this." She gave me one more worried look before finally leaving my office. I noticed the screen of my phone lighting up on the desk, diverting my attention. I furrowed my brow as I saw that the text came from an unregistered number. Unregistered Number: Hey. "Who could this be? The text doesn't provide any context. Just a simple 'hey'. How should I even reply?" I whispered to myself, deciding to ignore it.

Even the few who usually throw in a remark have gone quiet. I lean back slightly in my seat, letting the realization settle. Well. They’ve gone from making fun of me… to ignoring me. Great. But let’s see how long that lasts. I ignore it, already getting used to this nonsense by now. I don’t care about any of them. I only have one focus. At the end of the period, my phone vibrates in my bag, and I pull it out and unlock it. A message from the unknown number, now saved as OWEN (SURE).

Well, let us try the ignore part first. The phone goes silent for a few brief seconds before it persistently starts to light up again. Now is this girl going to flood my inbox with a million messages saying how sorry she is? Do I even care if she is sorry? Well, let us ignore her for another few seconds and then decide how I feel about that.

Maybe it was because I thought of the woman I was in my past life, the one who blindly threw herself into love. Blind love made women foolish and insecure. By the time I finished breakfast and returned to my room, I noticed I had over a dozen missed calls, most of them from Chris. I didn't bother to call back, deliberately ignoring them. Just as I was about to put my phone down and head to the library, I received an Instagram follow request. "Hi, gorgeous. Do you remember me? I'm Drake, the one who danced with you." I opened the message and saw his profile picture. He had brown curly hair and bright green eyes. He looked youthful and energetic, more like a sports star than a serious Alpha. I

" What do you mean when I change my mind? I'm done with you" A soft chuckle left his lips as he looked at me dangerously " You do not have an escape route in hell. Whatsoever your problem is. I don't care. All I know is that you're signing this contract. A promise is a promise" his deep voice laced with a heavy warning. " I'm only giving you a couple of days to think and as for the other party. I'll deal with it myself " he added. It was at this moment that I knew I had entered the lions den. There was no escape in this one.

Cricket “Don’t even think about it, asshole!” I yelled at the motorist attempting to merge into our lane. My Uber driver flinched and covered his right ear. “Don’t take your hand off the wheel, you’re gonna let him in! Don’t let him in!”

Well, I haven't heard from him since last night. "Was it that bad?" "Well, I couldn't stand her being so judgemental." "How are you feeling?" "Numb" "You should get some rest. You don't have any work today, do you?" "No, I don't" "Okay, I'm free for the day too. Go get dressed, we are going out." "I don't have a say in this, do I?" "Certainly not, she said and wave her hand in dismiss." I open the fridge to see what I can eat but lost appetite immediately after seeing the nonsense peace store inside.

The other part remembers every ignored message sitting in our chat. The second part wins. So instead of getting up, I slowly lay back down against the couch. “That’s it?” I hear him say. I stare back at the television. “What’s it?” “At least pretend you’re happy to see me.” A laugh leaves my mouth before I can stop it. “Why would I do that?” He drops his bag onto the nearby chair. “Because I live here.” “You also ignored me for seven days without explanation, so forgive me if I’m not throwing confetti.”

I feel a sharp pain shoot up my face as I turn myself around to lay my body sideway. The guilt eats at me as I stare at the bathroom door that's not my own but looks familiar. If Meghan didn't hate me before she definitely hates me now. I'd been ignoring Tristan's calls since this morning, I know what he wants to say to me but it's not necessary. I'm kicking myself down for the both of us.

But this man named Ronald Madrigal is totally a rude man, he's literally ignoring my presence. "Where's Lexis?" I asked so that we have something to converse about. I don't know why but something is challenging myself. I can't swallow it. I can't accept it that this man is ignoring me. I don't want it. I suddenly want him to notice me. I know it isn't a big deal but...I just can't accept it. I am a woman known for my beauty and with this type of man literally ignoring me is hurting my fucking ego.