Second Chance Rival M Robinson Novels & Stories

“You talked to my mom didn’t you? She gave you this ring to give to me. I can’t believe you did this for me. I love you.” “So is that a yes? Are you going to be my wife?” “Yes! A thousand times yes!” That night had been what was supposed to be the beginning of our lives together. One week later we were supposed to be leaving town and become man and wife. One person’s jealousy and vindictiveness ruined it all. I know have my second chance at love with the first and only love of my life, Holden Matthews. Present Day

I positioned myself so that our gazes met, even though I still had to glance downward. "My name is Layla. I'm here with my mommy and my uncle." She lifted her face, and in that instant, it felt like time itself had come to a halt. "Sir, are you angry I got something in your pants?" I stood there, speechless, utterly taken aback by the face before me. How come? Was she reborn or what? The hair, the face—it was a duplicate of hers! "Mr. Morgan, is there an issue?" This time, it was Dain's voice that drew me back to awareness.

Caught up in the conversation, they also discussed Grandma Meri's illness in detail. Robin smiled wider, absorbing all the comprehensive information about Faith's grandmother. After chatting with Vini, Robin left. The duty roster for doctors had just been announced. Dr. Robin was on duty tonight. He hurried home to prepare a surprise for later. "Ha-ha-ha! The perfect time for me to start my revenge against you, Faith Hoewar! You will feel the consequences for daring to take away the girl of my dreams! Get ready; your life will be miserable forever!"

I couldn't lose this job. "Mr. Gibson, I apologize," I blurted out quickly, stepping forward to explain before he could decide. "I didn't mean to cross a line or disrespect your guest. I was simply focusing on the schedule for the Italian investor meeting, which is set to begin immediately." Kenneth's expression was unreadable as his predatory blue eyes locked onto mine. There was no warmth, no secret recognition—just brutal, unyielding corporate authority. Damn, he really was a frost!

I throw the chair towards the window-smashing both the window and the chair. She doesn’t want me. I should’ve known that this was some twisted game that the Goddess is making me play. I am not good enough to have a second mate. She probably knows of everything I have done and she hates me. I sit on the floor looking out of the window and my mind flys to eleven years ago. Eleven years ago *FLASHBACK*

He nodded and said, "We both will get what we want and be happy!" Immediately, Darryl acted swiftly and removed the sterling needles on Robin's back. Robin could not help but let out a long sigh after all the sterling needles had been removed. Her body felt extremely light, and deep down, she felt shocked once again. 'Looks like Darryl is truly skilled.' After feeling shocked, Robin's gaze turned cold. 'Though he's talented, he attempted to hold me after seeing my back. That's evil.' As Robin thought to herself, her face turned red. Quickly, she put on her long robe, turned around, and stared at Darryl with a cold gaze.

Robin brought out his sword as well and moved one leg backward while the other leg was still in front. Anderson was also set to start the fight. The other warriors were tensed to see who will win this time and from the obvious view, Anderson looks angry so he will not be easy on Robin. After a long wait, they finally started fighting. While they were fighting Anderson was winning, every other warrior was surprised to see Anderson win against Robin for the first time. Robin was getting weak, while Anderson still looked strong. They continued fighting again, this time Robin started beating Anderson. While Robin was beating Anderson he remember his illness and he could see flashes of Cassy, he

“Talon, please leave. Don’t make a fuss. It’s a Saturday. My wife and I need to rest. Thanks for accommodating her when she needed your help. She’s back with me now. So please leave.” “I’m here for her,” Talon says, trying to match Mihir’s energy. He would never match Mihir’s energy. Mihir would snap Talon’s neck with one of his fingers. I try to stay hidden but I’m too late. The staircase cracks beneath my feet. Talon sees me and hurries to hold my hand. Mihir refuses to look at the both of us. But I know him. He’s watching through the side of his eye.

It sounded absurd and unreal. Just as people began whispering that it might end unsold, a deep, measured voice rose from the back. "3.1 billion." It was Will. The Wheaton family's faces lit up with barely contained ecstasy. Of course, it was exactly what they'd expected. But then, from the opposite VIP section, another voice cut through the air. "3.2 billion." Heads turned. It was Garson —Will's long-standing rival—smirking with deliberate provocation.

They took joint first by a huge margin and finished hundreds of points above the second runner-up! [Didn't they say the competition was too easy and they weren't coming back? I was disappointed when they skipped last year! Why are they back to crush everyone again?] Unfortunately, Owen and Tessa couldn't see the comments from inside the venue. They kept making arrogant declarations and occasionally glanced at us with contempt. The competition officially began. Before anyone else had even finished reading the first question, Connor and I pressed our answer buttons at the same time. Then came the second question, the third...