Strawberry Guy Without You Novels & Stories

The three of them chatted warmly, while Noelle stayed silent. Winona suddenly turned to her. "Elle, why aren't you saying anything? Do you have a problem with me? I know we had misunderstandings in college, but I hope we can be best friends now that you're marrying Chester." She lifted her glass and smirked at Noelle. Noelle didn't move for a long moment or even look at her. She suddenly clutched the front of her blouse as her breath came in gasps. Angry red hives spread across her forearm, forming a shocking and raw sight. She fumbled for her bag.

I trusted you more than all the people I grew up with. What a strange thing for me to do, right? Well, I'm a strange person anyway. doing something to add up on that growing list of all the weird things I did in life wouldn't hurt. Anyways, I also want to say that I miss you. The last thing I heard from you was the plan we were supposed to do yet you never came. Please respond... I miss you... Sincerely, Your Stranger

That would be scandalous if someone heard them. “What the hell are you doing, huh?” She gritted her teeth and gave him a deadly stare. “Damn you! Do you want people to hear you saying those things?” “Why not?” She took a heavy sigh because of his unbelievable words. “The fuck?” “Why all of a sudden you’re acting that nothing happened, huh? Tell me, Miss Stranger?” He looked at her intensely. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her on his chest. He heard her cursed him but he doesn’t care. “Why did you left without parting words?”

'' i say ''Go . Do your business." I quickly change into my pjs when my phone starts ringing . I take out some of justin's sweats and a T- shirt and give it to harry so he can change before answering the phone . i answer the video call from justin. " Hey justin . How are you?" "Hey . I've never been better. I miss you so much" "I miss you too." "Listen . I have so much to tell you. So there's this guy I've been crushing on .We are REALLY good friends and he asked me on a date."

Lily and Alex exchanged wary glances as the man approached. “Mrs. Cain,” he said, his voice calm but authoritative. “My name is Nicholas Adler. I represent an international firm interested in discussing the future of your vineyard.” Lily’s smile faltered. “The future of my vineyard? It’s not for sale, Mr. Adler.” Adler’s expression remained unreadable. “I’m not here to buy it. I’m here to propose a partnership that could change everything—for the better.” His words hung in the air, the weight of their implications sparking curiosity and caution in equal measure.

"So, you had to smack me!? Why are you even here? What are you doing here?" "I'm trying to make it up to you, remember?" "Yeah, yeah. So, what's your plan?" "Well I was thinking a really nice massage first, then ice cream and then giving you what I know you really want. Peace and quiet." "Okay, you really thought all this through" "What flavor are we talking about here?" "You look like a strawberry person, so..." "Do not insult me. I am not a strawberry person. I will have vanilla and only vanilla. "Okay"

Just as I reached the private room I knew so well, the sound of laughter and voices from inside stopped me in my tracks. "Reid, that post you put up last night was bold as hell." It was one of his friends, his voice dripping with amusement. "Seriously. Wearing a Portugal jersey is one thing, but that caption? Did your wife not lose it when she saw that?" "The video of your proposal is still pinned in the group chat, man. Everyone in this city knows how obsessed you were with Argentina." The room went quiet for a moment, then came the click of a lighter. "So what?" Reid's voice was lazy, completely indifferent. "The mood was right that night. I just got caught up in it. Looking back, pinning

Isn't he used to not having a woman with him that's why he bothers me too? ALEX SHIN ’ s P.O.V. My jaw was left in the air when Miss Strawberry passed me after she had rejected me. The thickness of the face denies my very handsome face. eject me? Challenging, huh. “No one has yet denied this handsome face of mine. Let me just see how long you can resist someone like me. You will date me too.” I smirk. Get ready, Miss Strawberry.

He stormed out and slammed the door behind him. I sat on the couch, unable to sleep all night. At dawn, a friend request with a woman's profile picture popped up on social media. Within ten seconds, messages started flooding in. A photo appeared, showing a woman with bare shoulders. Next to her was Eli, sound asleep. "He will never marry you. So what if you have a daughter with him? We made love all night, and he just fell asleep. Eli told me that he despises you and finds you nauseating."

He just twists the cap, takes a sip, and walks past me towards the hallway. At the doorway he pauses. "Careful with the strawberries," he says without turning around. "They bruise easily." Then he's gone. I stare after him, my pulse still racing. What the hell was that? I shake it off—mostly—and set the yoghurt down. Right then, my phone vibrates on the counter. The message lights up the screen. Ava: babe i miss u so much it hurts. ever since you got married u turned into a ghost. i'm officially the side chick now. when r we getting drunk and spilling tea again?? i need my eden fix 😭🍷