Pacar Marah Dan Tidak Menghubungi Novels & Stories

Mara picked up the phone and said, "Hello. Why are you not here yet? I'm going to look at the river again." The receiver replied, "Please, don't do such a thing. Our team is already on their way there. Kindly be patient; they will arrive soon. Thank you for your patience." Mara said angrily," Fuck you!! Fuck Your Team!! I don't want to hear all of what you are saying. If anything happens to my father, I won't forgive you," Mara cut the call angrily though Thomson tried to Stop her. Suddenly, a shoe surfaced on top of the water. It swims until it reaches where Mara was standing.

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.

When Mary heard that, she instantly panicked and stammered. "You... you... don't play, don't come to me... I... I warn you...!" "So, will you answer the phone?" He asked. "Fine, wait for me to find you tonight." He hung up without waiting for her to refuse. Mary was very angry but also worried; this guy was like a madman, unstoppable. Returning the phone to Téo, she frowned with a depressed look on her face. "Miss Parker doesn't like the CEO?" Téo couldn't help but ask when he saw her expression in the rearview mirror. Hearing this, Mary raised her head, her gaze also looking into the rearview mirror.

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.

] — A message from his mother. "It can't be." Marco's jaw clenched, his teeth grinding against the roar in his chest. "This is just... impossible." These people... his mother, his teammates, his coach, they must all be conspiring to punish him. They know he's a jerk, that's why they're sending him this nightmare to torment him. Yes, this can't be real. Marco finally pressed the call button on Hazel's contact. He pressed the cold screen to his ear. There was no ringing tone. No dial tone. Only a half-second pause before the female operator's voice cut off his hopes callously: "The number you have dialed is no longer in service."

Mrs Parker gave me the go ahead to stay while she left for her date. I was inside the house, pacing about in worry. "Why did Carla say all that to me? She better be playing because I don't like such things." I paced about, taking my phone out and dialing her line. I needed to know where she was but Carla wasn't answering. In fact, her line became unreachable after calling her the thirtieth time. "What is going on Carla?!" I groaned, almost tossing my phone away in anger. Only for me to hear the door at the entrance, twisting.

The moment he looked back I glanced at my phone and smiled. The name Parker flashed on the screen. I managed to get her number when I walked her to the building entrance last night. I had sent a text earlier in the morning, but she hadn’t responded, and it was one of the other reasons I was getting snappy because it took her six hours and forty-three minutes to respond. Finally, if I had to count the seventh hour without her responding I was going to go insane. Parker: Sorry for not responding sooner. I had a lot going on and therapy with my father.