You're Making Things Up Again Arnold Novels & Stories

“Yeah, he happened to look at our direction but upon seeing that I am here and looking at him, he had turned his back and left so I’m going to catch up to him.” I helplessly chuckled and nodded my head. “Go for it and make sure that you two will be back as the way you are. I don’t know what’s the reason for it but I hope that you two will fix it.” Arnold chuckled. “I know. I’ll fix this somehow since I’m at fault. I’ll get going now. See you later and have more babies for us to play with!” I rolled my eyes and was about to retort when he suddenly sprints away while laughing, making me shake my head.

“Take my things inside, Hilda. And make some noodle soup for me. Extra spicy.” Arnold was perched on his bed, socks on his feet and a blanket thrown over his naked body. I stood at the doorway and he looked at me as though I had just returned from shopping for groceries at the supermarket nearby. If I had thought that leaving him would make him more ambitious, I was wrong. “Still a couch potato,” I said, leaning against the door frame. He returned his eyes to the TV. “Glad to see you too, Kylie,” he said.

He'd even tried to reach me through our mind-link, only to realize that we weren't linked because we'd never marked each other. He had no choice but to call me again and again, but I didn't respond even once. "No, this can't be. You're just mad at me. You're playing a trick on me." Arnold figured as long as he went home, he could find me, and everything could return to how it was before. As he shoved the door open and broke out in a run, he heard Erna call him, but he pretended he hadn't heard anything. He got into his car and sped back home as fast as he could, only to return to a dark house.

“Had he not arrived yet? He had already left for work.” “Are you sure?” “Yes.” Yna confirmed. Suddenly, there is a momentary pause from the other line. “A—ah, right! Santi is here already.” Arnold came back, but the tone he used, and the sudden stammer from his words made Yna suspicious. “Arnold.” Yna crossed her arms. “Are you not telling me something?” “W—what?” “Please be honest with me.” She warned him. “Or you wouldn’t like what I would do, understood?”

"I already possess all of that. Give me something I don't have." "Then I'll grant you power, and I can always be your backup plan," he proposed with a mischievous grin. "Okay," she agreed, nodding in acceptance. Arnold lifted his wine glass and raised it in the air, proclaiming, "We're going to make them bleed!" With a sudden burst of fervor, he flung his glass to the floor, splattering red wine around the room. "Ah, how I adore the color red," he fantasized.

I never thought about that but I just found it a little impossible because the Sandra I know will never flee with her kids, she’s a very stubborn person. “That sounds like a good idea.” I muttered to myself and stood up to place a call across to Sandra so that I could tell her what Arnold said. I turned to look at Arnold and he had this very annoying and irritating smile on his face. I walked closer to him to know why he was smiling like that. “Hey, are you okay?” I asked him and he immediately snapped out of whatever it is that he was thinking about.

I got to read the fear of those wolves —through the fake story they orchestrated to hide the real truth behind Federico's death— and to witness my lovely Queen rise to fame, in just one day. This is a sign from the heavens. We are dominating those bastards day after day. They'll be outnumbered in no time. "I wish I could see Woods's face right now. The mystery must be eating him up." "They should all get ready to welcome the new boss," Arnold said, letting out a smile. He was standing next to one of the tech workers, who was busy working on an assignment I gave to him not quite long. The latter had his fingers tapping the keys with speed, staying all focused with his work.

"Really, Arnold? 'Ex-wife' and 'unstable and delusional?' That's all you came prepared to say today?" I leisurely pulled my phone out of my pocket and held it up for him and everyone else to see. "Since you like putting on a show that much, I'll help you put up one that's really worth watching." Arnold only grew even more smug upon seeing how calm I was. Thinking that I was merely bluffing, he scoffed, "It's too late to be scared now. You brought on yourself!" At that moment, the phone in my hand started vibrating.

“Do you take me for a fool? Do things really happen by coincidence that often?” Arnold lowered his head, unsure how to respond. Why hadn’t he noticed before how overpowering Grace’s presence could be? Just a few words, and he already didn’t know how to continue. Realizing this, he had no choice but to speak the truth. “Ma’am, things are a bit complicated right now. And honestly, even if I tell you the truth, I don’t think you’ll believe me.” Arnold stood straighter, visibly anxious. “So please understand, I truly wasn’t trying to go behind your back or do anything wrong to Miss Aurora.

Aurora scrambled to cover up the moment she heard Arielle's voice, but her expression remained indifferent, no guilt. no shame. She looked at Arielle as if her presence was nothing more than a mere inconvenience. “I guess it’s not a secret anymore.” She muttered with a bored roll of her eyes. Arnold rose lazily, from the tangled sheets, his movements unhurried, he buttoned his shirt with deliberate ease, before adjusting his pants. He threw glances at her with a smirk that was anything but remorseful.