Jillian On Love Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Will you walk with me for a bit?” I leaned my broom against the kitchen wall and followed her outside. We walked in silence until she was certain that we were out of hearing distance. “Tonight the place will be hopping with some of the strongest and loyalist of our people. They’re a pleasant lot that I’m sure you’ll enjoy,” she began. “But,” I interjected. “There’s a woman coming. Madeline Jarvis. Everyone calls her Maddie,” Sally said, hesitantly. “Oh hell, I’m just going to come out and say it. She and Marc had an affair a few years back and she never let go.”

"But don't think for even a second that you and I are the same. Before Felix divorces you, we're nothing more than friends and colleagues." She then glanced at Jonathan, whose face had turned as white as a sheet. "I can't believe you would betray such a good man like Felix for someone like him. You're definitely going to regret this, Jillian." Jillian's expression turned steely. A flurry of complicated emotions flickered in her eyes when she looked at me. "Have you forgotten your vows, Felix? Didn't you promise that you'll love me and only me in this lifetime?" How ridiculous. When I spoke about love with her, she claimed she wanted freedom. Now that I was letting her go, she tried to lectur

Hyacinth narrowed her eyes at Rudolf, making him spring into action immediately as he helped her get the required medicine onto the Q-tip and handed it to her. Making two grown men listen to you is already difficult, and to make two extraordinary men listen to you was an achievement in itself, and the way Hyacinth did it made Emma admire her. It wasn’t easy to make people love you so unconditionally and to be loved and cared about to such an extent, it wasn't an easy feat. It wouldn’t be an understatement if Emma said she was slightly jealous of Hyacinth for the unconditional love she received from her husband and son.

She even questioned incredulously, "Did Carter say he's thinking of divorce? That's impossible. He loves me too much to go through with it." Carter's love was like Misty's love for Zach; they would give up their lives for their lover. Therefore, she didn't think Carter would have the heart to give up on her. Anyway, Misty admitted she had crossed a line last time. It took her a while to realize it was Carter's birthday on that day. Feeling guilty, she ordered a mini cake online and made a lunch box in the kitchen. After picking out a necktie from a mall, she gathered all the gifts and showed up at the Flanagan Group office.

When Uncle Christopher found out, he severed all ties with the Linds and hasn't spoken to her since. I let out a quiet hum in response. Then, I asked Zoe how she'd been. She said she was fine before steering the conversation back to Christopher. "Willow, about Uncle Christopher… Do you really think it's over between you two? I mean, I saw how you were together for four years. It's just such a shame to see it end like this." My tone sharpened. "Love is built on loyalty, Zoe. It's not something you share. Could you accept your partner constantly hurting you because of someone else?"

"Not so fast, big brother. The bottle doesn't lie, and it’s pointing right at you. You aren't going anywhere until you pay the toll." Ares looked at her, his dark eyes clouded with a volatile mix of irritation and something darker—fear. "Fine," he bit out, leaning forward. "What is it? Just ask." Jill’s grin widened, sharp and predatory. "Look at you, getting all brave. It’s a simple question, really. Nothing to be afraid of. Tell us, who was your very first love?" She shifted her gaze to me, her expression feigning sweetness. "I hope you don’t mind, Kianna? It’s just a game, after all."

But Jillian didn’t have the chance to learn that Evita had an early labor, gave birth to a daughter, and committed suicide the same day he died. Leah felt regret that she hadn’t made her way to Jillian’s bed after learning he had a mistress. And that desire came back after Jullian Lopez returned to the country. Jillian was the epitome of a prince. But Jullian is the perfect concept of a Knight in Shining Armor! Those muscles and sturdy, broad body, paired with his stoic countenance, weakened her knees, urging her to strip her clothes and jump on Jullian. How many times did she have a wet dream about him?

As she prepared to leave, someone grabbed her, covering her mouth and dragging her to a shadowy spot. She struggled desperately, then saw a familiar figure step out from behind a tree. Jill came over and slapped her across the face. "Do you think I can't see through your little act? You think playing the victim and bringing up your parents will make Elton love you? He's with me now. You still won't give up? Do you think I'm invisible? Since you love playing weak so much, let me help you out." Jill smirked and signaled behind her. Several men with leering grins lunged at Lillian.

“Only that love shows. And I’m just not seeing it.” “You don’t have to see it,” I said. “It’s none of your business.” She turned to Jillian then, her voice softening like a weapon being sheathed. “Don’t you miss how it used to be?” Jillian didn’t answer. But then she stepped in front of him, tilted her face up—and kissed him. It was slow. Intimate. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t breathe. My heart slammed against my ribcage like it was trying to escape.

I just wish I had more energy to keep up and stay up all night with Harper and not be dragging my ass all the next day. I must have drifted into slumber, as Jillian’s voice echoed in the depths of my mind. In an instant, my eyes sprung wide open, met with the sight of Jillian on her knees, her face suspended above mine. The air seemed charged with anticipation coming from her. Her lips, tantalizingly close to mine, had me wanting to spring from the couch to get away from her. Our eyes locked, and before I could muster a response, she crashed her lips against mine, leaving me stunned and unable to protest.