Will Goode Novels & Stories

“God. I do,” Cole wailed. “I really do. But I feel incredibly weird about being the reason you’re not going to do something that would help people who… well… need help.” No answer from Aiden. Unless you counted the way his fingers curled tightly against his knee. She felt awful from about six different directions at once. “You can see where I’m coming from, right?” “I can.” He reached up and flipped on the intercom. “Change of plan, Lloyd. To the Sheldrake. And quickly, please.”

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"No wonder he's pissed. Kills his mom, then shows up once he's rich? Trash. Hope karma hits her hard." "Pedro Palmer and Wendy Brown? Total power couple. Congrats, Mr. Palmer!" Cheers and claps filled the room. Wendy leaned in close. For a second, something flickered in her eyes. Then it was gone—just a soft, practiced smile left behind.

They had hidden it well enough. After the proposal was a success, the mall staff followed the original plan and fired off the confetti cannons. With a loud bang, Esther squealed and jumped into Joel’s arms. They then shared a deep, passionate kiss in the middle of the crowd’s envious stares, completely oblivious to the world around them. As the clock struck midnight, fireworks burst into the sky behind them. The mall’s speakers chimed in, “Congratulations to the happy couple for winning the Best Couple Award! Enjoy a five-day, four-night luxury honeymoon trip worth fifty thousand dollars!”

With love, Great.

Zoe quickly noticed the change in his mood and hurriedly sent over a live video from the wedding motorcade. "Mr. Cole, look. Iris has already gotten into the wedding car. Maybe she just didn't bring her phone with her?" Adrian looked at the video of me dressed in a pure white wedding gown with my head slightly lowered as I smiled. There was joy in my eyes that he had not seen in a long time. For no clear reason, he relaxed, the corners of his mouth lifting unconsciously. "Maybe." No matter what he had done before, after today, he would definitely make it up to Iris properly.

I paused and glanced back, my lips stretching. “Oh, he didn't tell you about the business gala happening tonight?” I muttered and her jaw dropped. "Tsk tsk,” I clicked my tongue and shook my head before walking out of the cafe, leaving her in a bigger horror. "I was told Mr Carter would be getting discharged today,” he said as we walked down to the car park across the cafe. “Yes, he wants to attend the gala by all means. He's nominated in some categories, I don't know,” I said.

It was a call from Lorenzo. “You must have gotten quite a scare, Naomi. I’m alright. It’s just a scratch. The doctor patched me up with a few stitches. “I’m sorry about today. I didn’t get to see you in a wedding dress.” I gave him a flat, hollow response. Lorenzo sounded relieved. “I need to run something by you. Can we push back the wedding by two years? “Gianna fell in love with this penthouse in Tribeca. We don’t get it now, it will be taken off the market next week. I went ahead and gave her our wedding funds.”

Go. I went.

I said inwardly, “I, Clary, accept the outcome of my own choice. “Goodbye, Alpha James. “Our love and our future end here. “From now on, we’ll never see each other again.”