Louis Partridge Ex Girlfriend Novels & Stories

The weekend comes very quickly. Louis Victor drove himself to pick up Aurora. Different from the look of excitement and anticipation like last time, this time Aurora was clearly more lethargic. "What's wrong? Arguing with Phelan again? Has he upset my pretty girl again?" "Stop talking about Phelan. We... broke up." "Really? Wow I didn't think you two would end up so quickly." Louis widened his eyes, looking quite surprised. "Um." "That's good then. You broke up with a bad guy and now you can get to know me. From tomorrow I'll come take you to work at the film crew?"

Soraya said, frowning at Shysie, but didn’t know from where. “She is your girlfriend. One of them?” Soraya questioned, remembering what she saw when she drank from Paris to see the memories they shared. “Ex-girlfriend,” Shysie said and folded her arms over her chest. “Also, the bitch that stole our lives,” Paris spat. Soraya looked around, searching for the other woman in Paris's life. “Don’t worry princess, she is not here,” Shysie chuckled. “Where is she?” Paris demanded to know.

About an hour later, I went to the toilet and was in mid-stream when one of Arnie’s mates came and stood beside me, whipping out a sizeable piece of meat as he started to pee noisily. “Hi there,” I’m Louis,” he said. “Arnie’s going on about your wife’s tits. He doesn’t half fancy giving her a length.” I mustered my courage and said, “I wouldn’t mind him giving her a length either but sadly she’s a one man woman so it looks like it’s not going to happen.”

Then, he called his line, and it connected at once. “Hello, Mr. Bailey. Good to hear from you,” he greeted him cheerily. “Good day, Dr. Quain. I feel you should be aware of this. I have found the lady that I'm looking for.” “Oh! That is …?” Louis was desperate to pour out his mind. He cut him short and announced, “She got married today to my cousin brother, Denise. See you later.” (Cut) Louis conducted himself impeccably, which was strange to him, too. He could now make meaning out of the dream he had some nights ago.

I lean back in my seat, raising my eyebrows at him because it's so unexpected. "I know what you're thinking, but I mean it. It was wrong of me to do that as your superior. I shouldn't have taken advantage of my position in this company." I narrow my eyes as it takes me a moment to figure it out and when I do, I smirk and lean forward again. "I know exactly why you're doing this," I say to him. "You know that Mr Partridge is my ex-husband and I can easily get you fired if I want to."

“Who is she? She’s so beautiful…” Curtis glanced at his girlfriend, suddenly finding her dull. It wasn’t surprising—he switched girlfriends monthly, ending things as soon as he lost interest. “She’s Louis’s wife,” he replied nonchalantly. His girlfriend’s surprise quickly turned into disdain as her gaze shifted back to Alice. So that’s who she was—just a substitute Louis kept to satisfy his longing. Alice seemed oblivious to the gazes of those around her. She walked over to Louis, her worried expression softening her striking features. She looked to Silas and said, “Thank you for calling me.”

Liam stepped inside, glancing between me and Claire. "If I’m not around, you don’t have to wait for me. “Let’s reschedule the hike, though. Lily, have a seat.” Pulling me aside, Liam grinned. "What do you think of her?" "Not bad. Your girlfriend?" "Nah. I was thinking she’d be great for you. So, should I introduce you?" The girl, Lily Roshar, was pretty, with soft features and a kind smile. However, my heart was elsewhere. "Thanks, but no thanks. I already like someone."

"Sorry, I completely forgot about that. I was calling to let you know that we found Alexis. She was badly beaten. Despite everything she went through she is doing good and mated to Trevor." Squealing like a schoolgirl, I was glad my matchmaking skills paid off. "No way. For years she had a crush on Trevor. I'm glad that they are mates. I cannot wait to celebrate with her. Hopefully, once all this craziness is over I can come back home with you." "Speaking of craziness, who are you around? I need to ask you a serious question." "No one. I'm on the porch doing homework." Louis's tone sent an uncomfortable feeling down my spine. Louis was never the serious type unless something was wrong.

"Who is she?" "She ... I ... Well ... " He stuttered and stammered, grasping for the right words to say. "She ... She's Hugh's old girlfriend. But don't get the wrong end of the stick. When HR sent me her application I was as shocked as you. Hugh didn't know anything about it either. Nobody was expecting her to come looking for a job." I felt like I could barely breathe. I reached out my hand and grasped a nearby railing for support. "Tell me, why did they break up?"

I don’t meet her eyes as I speak, my head hanging low. “He was cruel, Pedro.” Her voice is quiet, as if the words reveal something she’s tried to deny. “And he was wrong. You two were a beautiful couple. But now… you need to move forward. I’m not saying you have to take over the company and turn bitter, but you deserve to reclaim the years that were stolen from you. You’ll readjust to life in L.A.” Her hands lift my face, forcing me to meet her gaze. “Adrielle is married now, of course. You probably already know—Bruno must have told you.”