Novel & Cerita Michael Don T Leave Me Here

"I've already applied for a transfer. Once this project is done, I'll be working in another city. You can give the company to her." On the other end of the line, Michael's voice sharpened with anger and embarrassment. "What do you mean by that, Felicia? Are you going to cut ties with your family over something this small?" I thought about it for a moment. "That works too. If that's what you want, we can cut ties." My words were like a bucket of cold water dousing his anger. "How can you say something like that? You're our daughter!" Riley noticed that I wasn't just saying it out of spite. Her voice started to tremble. "Fifi, we know we've neglected you all this time. When you come back, we'l

He deliberately trailed off, sliding his hand down Kelly's arm to grab her wrist. I sniffled, but as I stared at that hand that had held mine countless times before, I suddenly found that I had no tears to cry. My voice was a lot calmer and steadier than I had expected when I said, "No need. We're no longer an item, so I wish you two all the best." With that, I turned to leave. The smile on Zachary's face froze momentarily, but then he let out a scoff. "What's with the tough and stubborn act? You'll definitely come crawling back to me within three days. Anyway, I guess I'll just have to enjoy myself with my new babe for today."

“Uncle Kidnapper said if they don't love me anymore, they'll ignore me. You want to ignore me just because you don't love me anymore, right? You just wanted to give me false hope, right?” Despite the tears pooling in Michael's eyes, his voice was surprisingly calm and blank. “You don't like me since I kept escaping. I'm different from other partners, aren't I?” Xavier was stunned by the way everything unfolded, but somehow he still managed to argue back. “No, I'm not…” Michael scoffed lightly, interrupting Xavier's words. “I'll leave for now, but I'll be back soon. Just know you are mine. I'll never let you be with anyone else.” Michael declared firmly. He turned and walked towards the mansi

Adrian’s jaw tightens. Michael’s gaze flicks toward the exit. “Hart left.” Celeste hears that. Adrian knows she hears it because her posture changes by a fraction, so small nobody else would see it. He sees it because, for all the things he has failed to give Celeste, he has spent years learning the language of her composure. Michael continues, “Let him leave. The party is here.” Adrian says nothing. Celeste lifts her champagne and drinks from it at last.

Before Micheal could finish, Liam interrupted, “You can leave now.” Micheal rolled his eyes at Liam annoyedly. He adjusted his glasses and said, “Alright, alright, I get it. You’re discharging me after you’re done using me.” Micheal headed toward the door. Anna wanted to stop him but Liam’s ice-cold glare made her freeze. She obediently retracted the arm she reached out. Micheal opened the door and left. When he noticed that Chloe was not waiting outside, he locked the door to the examination room.

“We need to move. I don't think we can stay here. We should leave this room, now.” Kate nodded. “Yeah, you're right, we need to get another space.” Michael reached for her suitcase, zipped it in one clean slide, and moved with the steady control of someone who refused to panic—even when all the recent events warranted panic. “We leave in two minutes,” he said in a commanding voice. “Grab what you most certainly need and move.” Kate didn't want to leave. Her chest tightened. She didn't expect her plan to go sideways. She was expecting a flawless victory—revenge. Michael wasn't supposed to be her protector. He didn't have to come to her at all. He wasn't supposed to bleed for her.

He is giving me such a cruel punishment . "Let's go mate . We are getting late ." Mike said patting my shoulder from behind . I stood up taking the last glance on my love . I kissed her forehead before going out . Kayliegh was staying here with her . So we don't need to worry about anything . I still don't want to leave her . But this concert is fucking crazy big . I can't let it slide even if I want to. So anyways we got at the location . Just in time . I don't know how I'm gonna perform tonight . It's really hectic .

“Look at him. And then you leave.” ***

Tears streamed down Jennifer's face. "I shouldn't have come. I know that. I just wanted to wish you happiness," she said between sobs, her voice full of sorrow and reluctant acceptance. Christopher grew more anxious. "You know exactly…" Clearly aware of my presence, he swallowed the rest of his words. I'd had enough of their sick little performance. I grabbed my packed things and turned to leave. He caught my wrist and spoke in a rushed tone. "Let's register the marriage tomorrow." "I'm not going," I said, yanking my hand out of his grip.

Matthew called several times, he sent messages, and my mother called too; but I didn't respond. Natasha, my sister, called countless times, but I didn't want anyone to stop me or talk me out of leaving. Then, the updates on social media started. I watched my life implode right in front of me. But there was no going back. I had to get away from Matthew Smith. I waited at the airport waiting area, hoping no one would spot me until I was gone.