17: M
<<Avery>>>
After making the stupid declaration in front of Ethan, I am hiding like a little girl in a corner, glancing outside a window. I am sipping a hard drink and trying to think. I don’t want to get drunk with all my enemies around but stress is too high to stop myself.
How will I get out of this mess?
Dad will ask me questions. I pinch my brows and groan in frustration.
Why! Why! Why!
Why did I say this to him?
–&
Only because I wanted to show him that I am not unwanted?
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Lame. Fuckin Lame!
My phone pings and I pull it out.
M: ‘You look stunning today!‘
I frown and turn immediately, trying to spot him.
Is M here? My contract hubby?
I am hidden behind the see through curtains but I am unable to make out. Many couples are dancing. Some guests are talking in groups.
He is here. I am sure.
What is he doing here?
Does he live here?
He never told me, and he loved playing guessing games with me when I asked.
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M: ‘I like this new avatar of yours.. and this dress… Simply stunning. You look stunning.‘
I want to answer him but my fingers are shaking. Am I drunk or shivering in anticipation and
excitement? I call him and come out of the curtains to spot him.
“Hey my doll!” he says in a low husky voice.
A shiver runs down my body. This is the first time I have heard his voice.
“I–I wasn’t expecting you would pick my call,” I say, truthfully. He never picked before. It was
always chats and text messages.
“Well… considering how you are looking all stunning and dolled up tonight… That’s the least I could
do.” He says.
I am strolling thru the crowd, throwing glances at people in corners to spot him.
He chuckles. “Are you curious to see me?”
“Yes…” I breathe out. I want to know who he is.
“Never got this curious before… What changed Avery?” He asks, and I flush.
He is right. I never had this urge to see him before. Is it his voice?
Or the fact that he is in this room watching me while I don’t even know him.
“It’s not fair… You know me… I don’t even know who you are…”
He laughs. My head turns towards the sound of laughter. I walk towards a balcony where I think the voice came from. I see a man standing there, through the opaque curtains.
Oh God, is this him?
“Do you remember our first kiss?” He asks, and I take a deep breath.
After Sleeping with My Childhood Prince I Wicked Him Out from My World
- me. But never his face. Even if I saw someone in my dreams, I never could make out if it was just a figment of my imagination or was he was real?
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