Your Lie In April Letter Novels & Stories

"Or… is it because you can't bear to see how much he's smitten with me?" My fingers stilled. I turned off the screen, then I went to the party with my resignation letter in hand. The moment I showed up, the room, which had been loud just seconds earlier, immediately fell silent. My colleagues exchanged glances, then all turned their eyes toward the couple in the center of the private room. Julian was downing a glass in one gulp, his expression unreadable. His gaze flicked toward me for a brief moment before he looked away. Zoey was leaning against him, her leg in a cast.

I figured he just cared about his professional image. Now, with Sarah clinging to him, he just frowned a little and had no intention of pushing her away. It brought me immense pain and made me feel like a clown. "It's nothing," he said. "I promised Rick I'd look after you." "It wasn't my fault," she whined, refusing to let go. "That old lady darted into the road. You know I've got night blindness. I freaked out and mixed up the gas and brakes. I know you're worried about the victim, but I swear I only had a tiny bit to drink. She can name her price, and I'll pay. It's just a shame my new car is stained with blood."

"Otherwise your I don’t love you anymore act will be ruined." "So this is the reason for your actions." Leah laughed from behind me. "You found someone else in the end." As I open my mouth to respond, Aldina lets out a pur of excitement and presses a kiss against my neck. "And what if he has?" She asked sweetly, shooting a toothy grin at Leah. "It doesn’t concern you, kid." "You’re right." Leah agreed, taking me by surprise. "It doesn’t matter to me anymore. I’m just shocked he was too much of a fucking coward to tell me himself. "

She was just lucky to get off the hook this time. April's thoughts were interrupted by the beeping of her phone, signifying that she had a new message. She had wanted to ignore it and just go to bed but on a second thought, she decided to check it out and sleep afterwards. So she picked up her phone and read the message. The message she read was one that left her both confused and in panic. 'I'll be coming back the day after tomorrow. I can not wait to see you. I missed you and I love you so very much' the message read.

Nagkibit siya ng balikat ang nag-iwas ng tingin. I pursed my lips before I spoke. "How I wish, it didn't came this far." "This is better, Elie than to leave in lies. We all played with lies and finally, the time has come." He muttered and looked at me seriously. "It's so hard to live in lies, everyday Elie and I couldn't even tell it to you." He added and his tears fell.

Then I dropped my very disappointed body on Jasper's bed and locked my stare on the ceiling, thinking about backing out from our three-day vacation before the pain, discouragement, and disappointment go deeper. "Come on, Nathalie. It's just a bottle. Don't ruin your day just because of that fucking bottle." Jasper added. This time, the tone of his voice ascended and sharpened. He then moved out of the bed and slide closer to the window to get some fresh air. With the immediate silence, he was showing, I assumed his mood has already changed like mine. "It's not just about the bottle, Jas. There's a letter in it. And it so happened that I replied to the letter. Even followed the instruction wr

" I was carried away by my selfishness. I couldn't reveal this to you, or Darien because I assumed that if you both get to know this, you will eventually get married, leaving me at a great loss. The love I had for Darien was beyond explanation and I wished he felt the same for me, but he didn't. I did my best, so Darien could make me his wife, but it didn't work. Now that it's obvious that I can't get what I want, I felt it's best to say the truth. I'm sorry, Jeri.” "Hold on a second,” Mrs. Lucinda summoned the courage and cut into the conversation. " Were we not told that Jeri was impregnated by a certain old, wealthy man?" “No," Freya shook her head. “ You got the wrong information, Mrs. L

If he lies to me, then he’ll die. “What do you want?” Now we’re talking. “On the fifteenth of April, you came into my company to deliver a letter to a secretary of mine. You claimed to her that you were an assistant to my board partner, and dropped the letter. Now we both know it was a lie, and all of this will be over soon if you just tell me who sent you to deliver that letter? In better phrase, who do you work for?” My head tilted at him as I anticipated his response.

“What are you doing with my phone?” Sophia Turner’s voice came from behind me, trembling almost imperceptibly. I froze. In one hand, I still held the document that registered me as Noah's father. In the other was her phone, its screen still lit up. The message on it burned into my mind like a poisoned blade. ‘Thanks for working so hard, babe. Once Noah is old enough, I’ll make sure Lucas leaves with nothing.' I turned to look at the woman I had shared a bed with for three years.

] [And since we're already broken up, you have no right to even say something like you're disappointed in me. I sent the message, then tapped open my contact and blocked the number. The screen went dark and I went back to scrubbing the sheets. The next morning, my phone woke me up by vibrating more than a dozen times. Still half asleep, I opened it and found a long string of messages from my roommates, with a link at the top. The headline read: [Shocking news! The truth about Central University's wealthy heiress and her maid! Is the girl always beside Sophie an impostor?]