Jane’s POV Since I’ll be getting a huge amount of money for pretending to be Lance's girlfriend for a day, I should have expected that the work won’t be easy. I started to realize the difficulty of the work when Lance’s blind-date’s partner insisted we stay inside the coffee shop with her. She asked us to have a meal together before separating. Lance could not decline since Kate might get suspicious of us. In the end, we did eat snacks with her. This is a big problem. Why? Because staying with her for a long time means Lance and I have to pretend as a couple for a long time too! “Babes, say ahhh~” I looked at Lance who called me ‘babe’ and who fed me a cake. ‘I thought he does not want us to call each other ‘babe’? And how did he change so fast?’ Just a moment ago, he was so shy. But right now, he looks like he’s really into his character. He fed me with cake, wiped my lips with tissue and tucked my hair behind my ears. I almost thought that Sir Lance is a natural player b
Third Person’s POV Jane and Lance walked side by side, sticking next close to each other as if there was super glue between them. Lance used his large build, enough to cover Jane’s face as much as possible. When he peeped behind, he saw his mother following them from afar. ‘Oh my god,’ Lance sighed intuitively. It surprised him so much that his mom will take her time following his son. He’s used to having caring parents. His mom introduced women to him in fear that he might live as bachelor forever. ‘But this is too much! Why follow me?!’ Lance complained mentally. If only he knows what’s going on inside his parents’ head, he might understand why they are overreacting. Meanwhile, Jane kept on breathing sharply while walking with her boss. Just the thought of meeting his mom and getting caught lying made her heart burst out of her chest! What will happen if their secret is exposed? Or, what if Jane had to take responsibility for this for the rest of her life? ‘I can’t play as
Jane promised that after this day, she will never play as Lance’s girlfriend again. Even if he’ll offer her half a million dollars, she will decline the offer. Maybe if it is one million dollars, then she might consider it. Jane shook her head to wipe the money away from her mind. She realized how scary it is to get swayed by money. On the other side, Lance was smiling from ear to ear as they walked inside the cinema. When he saw his mom before, Lance felt like being part of a thriller movie. However, when Jane held him, and he wrapped his hand around her waist, their genre turned into romance. Lance wished that this genre would continue for a long time. But as soon as they went inside the cinema, the genre changed again. “Boss,” Jane called her once they entered. “Hey. I told you to stop calling me like that.” “B-But, S-Sir, I…” “What is it?” “I could not see anything.” Lance ceased and turned around. He looked at Jane and noticed that she was still wearing her sunglasses.
Lance came back to his house with a huge beam. He slumped down on his bed and rolled left and right while cursing. “Oh sh*t!” He hugged a soft pillow, bit it and punched it. It seemed he wouldn’t calm down not until he could knock out the innocent and non-breathing pillow. But after some minutes, he got tired moving around and he laid down straight while catching his breath and staring at the ceiling. In the nothingness, the accident kiss came into his mind again. “Argh!” Lance covered his blushing face, believing that it would help to ease the burning sensation spreading throughout his face and body. “Why am I squealing like a teenage girl?” he complained, whimpering like a puppy. “I am a man. A MAN.” Yes. A man who is in love. A smile appeared again as he put his hands down and stomped his feet. His jaws feel a bit hurt because they have been stretched for a long time. As if he cares. What important to him is that he enjoyed the date today. Slowly, Lance traced his red lip
Haidee’s mouth hangs open at the sight of the child who resembles Eric a lot. Even her father, Slyvis, held his breath while looking at the boy. “W-Who is this kid?” It was Slyvis who asked the question. Eugene stared at the visitors as he felt his grandma's clutch tightening around his small arms. He looked at Valerie, then back to the visitors in front of them. Breathing out for a second, Valerie opened her mouth and introduced, "This boy is Eugene. He is my grandson." “W-What?!” Slyvis gasped. There is only one man whom they could think of. And they were right, it was Eric’s son. After introducing Eugene, Valerie asked the maids to send the boy back to his room. Valerie, Haidee and Slyvis were left alone in the living room with tea on the table. However, the tea did not help to calm the visitor. “I know that this is very shocking,” Valerie said. It was. All this time, Haidee and her parents thought that Eric was infertile. “Actually, Chase and I did not expect this eithe
Jane’s POV It was already afternoon when I was able to go home. From pretending as Lance’s date, fooling his mom and running away from Ingrid, it felt like an unending thrilling action movie. Lance did not send me home because we’re afraid that his mom would follow us. When I got off the bus, I walked back to my village. The sun slowly set, and the colors set from bright vibrant to pure darkness. It was beautiful, and for a moment my mind was interrupted. But it did not take long. When I looked down, the accidental kiss with my boss went back to my head. “Argh!” I ceased my pace and covered my burning face. Just thinking how awkward it will be to face my boss on Monday made me feel so embarrassed! As I pulled my hands down, I started to defend myself just like what I did multiple times ago after Lance and I separated. “That is not a kiss,” I murmured, nodding my head. “And our lips did not even bump into each other! It is a slight peck near my lips! AN ACCIDENT ISN’T A KISS!
CONTENT GUIDANCE: This chapter explores aspects of psychological health, physical and s*xual abuse. Please read with care. *********************************** The next morning, I found out that Sir Lance opened the flower shop even though it’s Sunday. I guessed it is because we were closed for a long time and he’s worried the flowers would wilt. Lance texted me that I should not come to work today and instead, I should take a rest for my injury to heal. I am not sure if he’s really worried about my injury or if he just doesn't want to meet me today. I know it would be so awkward to see each other. Nevertheless, I felt grateful for his consideration. Instead of staying in the house, I thought of taking a walk around the village. There are a lot of things bothering me, so I need fresh air. While walking around, I thought of the new information I got from talking with Haidee yesterday. ‘Cyrus was her lover.’ There was no doubt why Cyrus hates Eric so much. But what bothers me t
Many have changed because the time has turned back.Instead of working in Monteverde, I found a good job in Lance’s flower shop. I didn’t have to experience the same abuse I received from the Monteverde couple. And I thought, we won’t see each other again.Yet, Arthur is here. In front of me.When my eyes went clear and I saw his face, I felt the tingling pain inside my chest. It was hard for me to breathe as I remembered all the things he did to me.I realized that even if I avoided the misfortune, there’s a chance I’ll meet people who I encountered in the future.That happened to Lance, and that same goes with Arthur.However, that does not mean that I will let him do the same thing. NEVER.“Miss? Are you ok…”I moved backward when Arthur tried to hold my arm.I will never feel okay being with him. And I really really wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.Gathering my strength, I stood up. I kept my head down, staring at the lemonade wasted on the ground.“I am really sorry