My Fake Boyfriend Is the School Bad Boy novel Chapter 232

Chapter 232

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Liliana

“So, this was the reason you kept avoiding me, kept pushing me away.” I asked Gerald, still trying to digest everything he’d said.

He nodded slowly.

“I’m sorry, Liliana. If I could undo everything…”

“No…” I stopped him. I didn’t want to hear sorry.

I wasn’t even sure what I was feeling.

On one hand, I wanted to scream at him for not just coming clean; on the other hand, I understood why he wanted nothing to do with

He has seen me as a kid and probably watched me grow up.

“You’re not saying anything.” Gerald finally spoke.

I looked up at him, trying to find the words.

“I mostly don’t know what to say.”

I admitted.

“Anything, say anything.”

He said, walking closer to me.

I stood up from his bed and began to pace.

“I can’t have this issue now, Gerald. We have Tony on the table.”

“There’s no better time to talk about something this sensitive but right now.” He said.

I laughed.

I wasn’t even sure why I was laughing, but it seemed like an appropriate response.

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“Fine, you want to. Let’s talk about it. I don’t care if you were my father’s friend. I loved you, and she wished you didn’t treat me like

complete shit every day.

But you die. You continued to choose Cassandra over me, and it was all because you made a stupid promise, because you thought you were betraying my father when in reality you betrayed yourself by being too much of a coward to love me.”

“I did love you. I still love you. I just didn’t want to disappoint my friend.”

“I don’t want to talk about this anymore. I want to know if you’ve found the recording.”

Gerald sighed but shook his head.

“No, I haven’t found it yet, but don’t worry. I’ll get it.”

I let out a sigh.

It was like everything in my life was slowly caving in.

“Alpha! We have to go!” I heard Max’s voice from outside.

“Where are you going?” I asked.

“To find your kidnappers.” He said.

“I’m sorry again, Liliana.”

I murmured and watched him leave.

stayed for a few minutes after Gerald had departed before leaving his room. The quietness in the hallway felt oppressive, cold, and watchful. Each creak of the wooden floor seemed louder than it should.

I needed air. I needed to think.

But as I walked down the corridor to my room, I noticed movement. A figure was emerging from the shadows near the west wing. My step

slowed.

Cassandra.

Her perfume greeted my nostrils first; it was sucrose, floral, and expensive. The kind of scent that clung to the air like arrogance. She had on a nightgown of silk, her hair reaching down to her shoulders, and was too peaceful for a woman who had just been “taking a walk.”

‘What are you doing here?” I snapped, my voice cutting through the quiet.

She froze, her eyes narrowing before she plastered on that oiled smile of hers. “Liliana.”

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