Pacar Marah Dan Tidak Menghubungi Novels & Stories

Li-lah winked. "Don't be ridiculous! I can take care of myself" Maria said. "I know you can but if you want some Action tonight, I'd suggest you call him." "Li-lah!" Maria exclaimed laughing. "Okay, I'll call him." She said taking her phone and walking outside. She came back minutes later but she had a frown on her face. "What is it Maria?" "He won't be coming." She said. "Why not?" Li-lah asked her. "He already sent me a text message saying he had to do something else."

I'm sorry I'd tell you anything you want, just talk to me, please, I'm begging you, I'd do anything Mommy, your baby is sorry I know that I should do better, I keep promising that, but I can't be better if you keep ignoring me Babe? A? Should I stop texting you? Just tell me! Say something! Don't you miss talking me to? You've punished me for too long that it's not fair anymore... Jesus Christ. There was many more, and it was clear she was reading them, and ignoring it. Paris knew that he was supposed to be happy about this recent development. It was obvious Marcos hadn't told her about what happened and they had fought on something that wasn't him, which also meant she might have some space

said Raymond, annoyed. "You didn't come home last night anyway!" Raymond rubbed his hair roughly, his wife's attitude really made him angry. "I work, earning a living for you! Oh my!" "But why didn't you contact me!" shouted Ara. The man took a deep breath, trying to control his emotions. "Look at your phone. It's not like I've been trying to call you, but you're the one who didn't pick up because you were on another call." Ara seemed silent, but she didn't want to be blamed, "Why don't you just send a message?" There were always reasons.

Jake apologized, I didn't care enough to acknowledge his apology because I was switching on my phone and at the same time walking out of the hospital. I turned it on successfully as I entered my car and Maren had texted maybe she even tried calling too. I texted her, explaining all that had happened in one paragraph but no reply even tried calling her she was not picking up. “F**k” I cursed and starting my car, “I will f**king kill Jake”

There are tons of messages in our group, probably Taylor and Rose hyperventilating at Mace’s new skill. What if I call Mr Dissick? No, I want him to see the pictures first. I tap on my contact list and scroll to the number saved as: Do Not Call. A small laugh sputters out of my lips. I’m about to call him. I don’t know what I’ll say if he picks, but I dial him. We can worry about small talk after I tell him about Mace. It doesn’t connect. I close a hand over my mouth, refusing to give that tiny voice in my head another moment of thought. My frustration bubbles and seeps into my veins. The second and third time, I get the same response. The number is unreachable.

Mari remarked, her voice tight with worry. I took my own phone out of my pocket and quickly fired off a text message. ‘Dude, where did you go? Everyone is panicking here. Can you just let someone know you are okay, bro, please.’ Whether there would be an answer or not, I didn't know, but it was certainly worth a try. I popped the prepared plastic bottle into the electric warmer and headed back into the living room. “It’s just warming up now,” I informed Mari. “I’ve called him twice more, and still absolutely no answer,” Mari explained, staring blankly at her phone screen.

I buckled Maya in next to him, but before I could shut the door, my phone started to ring. It was Luca, and I answered fast, my heart catching. “Where are you?” His voice did not leave any doubt that he was still fucking pissed at me. It was steely, like he was speaking to a stranger, not his wife.. “I’m on my way back. I didn’t want to stay alone, Marco didn’t come, so I asked Pietro to send…” He interrupted me, his impatience bleeding into my ears like blood. “Turn around. Tell the driver to turn the car around.”

before she went off the grid and not even she could get a hold of her. It had been over a year and Lucien was beside himself with worry. Lucien stared at his ringing phone in disgust before he noticed there wasn’t a caller ID “Hello” He muttered, waiting for some sort of response… there was none “Mara, is that you?” He asked. The line clicked against his ear; he immediately redialed the number but it said unavailable. It had to be her, he thought to himself. His phone rang again, interrupting his train of thought

Mara brought out her phone to make a call to him, she called him severally but he did not pick. She fumed, her face was red in anger but she decided to be calm. She turned to face the receptionist while forming a fake smile on her face. “Can you contact his office again to see if he can create time to see me” The receptionist nodded and tried to contact the CEO's office but was told that he will not be seeing her. “I'm sorry ma'am, but he will not be seeing you” Mara clenched her handbag tight in anger, but did not allow it to show in her face "Thank you for your time.

Hera’s Pov Marco was running late for our meeting. Again! His nonchalant attitude was beginning to irritate me. He needed the money more than I did, why wasn’t he fighting for it? I called him a couple of times, the phone kept ringing, but he didn’t answer the call. I even texted him to confirm if he was still coming, he didn’t reply the text message as well. I was getting impatient, I couldn’t stalk Eggust’s bitch freely anymore because for some reason, Eggust updated his security protocol.