Lucy’s POVI wanted to stop him, but I couldn't, as it would be pointless if I didn't have the right to begin with. I kept telling myself that I couldn't think about him anymore because there were more important things to do. Edward dropped me off at my newly vacant villa and suddenly asked, "Are you sad that he's leaving the country today?" "No. Why do I feel sad that he's leaving the country? He's no longer my business."I smiled at him and then took my bag. But before I got out of his car, I told him, "Thank you for today. But my house is still empty, and I don't have anything to offer. I wish I could ask you over for coffee. Perhaps another time?" He shrugged his shoulders and put on a cute smile. "It's okay. I get it. Here is my phone number in case you need to get in touch with me." He gave me his business card and put it in my hand. "Call me any time." I softly smiled and said, "Uh, okay. Sure." And he left.When I opened my phone to read Mr. Hernandez's instructions, it
Lucy’s POV"What? Is today not a good day for you to eat with me?" He looked at the menu with a happy smile and crossed his legs. Then he asked me, "Do you want to eat something?" Silently, I look at him, my expression betraying my confusion. It's good that I saw him again after two months, but that doesn't change the fact that I still hate him for everything. Everything about him makes me mad every time I look at him. "I am not in the mood to eat anything," I said, clenching my jaw. "I think I should leave because I have a meeting in ten minutes—" He grabbed my wrist and said, "Please just give me this day. I just got back from Portugal, and this is how you greet your ex-husband?" "What do you want from me, Arman?" He said, “I just want to see you.” I scoffed and answered him sarcastically, “So you want to see me miserable? Well, the news is I’m getting better now so thanks to you.” "I don't think I should have lunch with you today," I said as I picked up my pink bag. Then gav
Lucy’s POVIt made me sick to my stomach to think about what the hell he wanted from me. He dumped and turned me down, and now he's trying to bother me again?I snapped my fingers together in fury and stared blankly at the floor until I found myself thinking about him. I pressed my lips together as I thought about how he kissed me that night and carefully claimed me over and over again."No way," I said as I shut my eyes and bit my lower lip."I should have put that out of my mind!" Then I paced back and forth, thumped my feet, and sighed, "What am I doing?! Erase him from your mind, Lucy! He's not worth it!" "Are you okay, Miss Lucy?" Cecille inquired as she just walked in.And right now I don’t know what to do because she just caught me talking to myself. "Haha, nothing," I said with an awkward smile. I walked upstairs, trying not to look back at Cecille while scratching my forehead. I feel so ashamed of what I was doing, damn it. "Sh*t…" I said it out loud in shock as I shut
Lucy’s POV"Arman, people are staring," I remarked, positioning myself in the center. He peered at me with an expression that conveyed his intense desire to discipline my Uncle Robert.Arman stepped back, and my Uncle Robert glared at us and yelled, "This is Foolishness! I'm going to file a lawsuit! You can't just interfere and hurt me, you id*ot!" "Do you think I'm scared of you?" Arman asked my uncle with a sneer and a straight face. Uncle Robert suddenly got cold sweats as he looked at Arman."I'm not scared of you, Arman Romano!" "I know you're not." Arman smiled playfully. Uncle Robert stood up while rubbing his knees, and it looked like Arman really kicked him so hard that his knees were trembling in pain.I pulled out Arman's arm and said, "Let's go." Everyone was staring at us; some even spoke to each other in disdain as they stared at me with disgusted faces."Can you drive my car?" I threw him my car key, and he had no choice but to drive the car out of the crowd. I to
Lucy’s POV"That's right, I don't love you, and I never will. I won't just sit here and watch you die, though!" His eyes were off of me when he said that. I didn't get why someone like him would say that in front of me. My god, this is killing me twice. I took deep breaths and let them out until I said, "Get out of my car..." I shoved him out of the car and sat down in the driver's seat, trying to hold back my tears. Lucy, don't cry right now. Don't show him how much what he said struck you. He's totally f*cking aggravating and bewildering you the entire time! I stomped on the gas and sped up the car until I was far away from him. That's when I collapsed in tears. Seriously, I can't cry with the same guy over and over again! This is unbelievable!What a terrible day. When I got home, I did not realize that Edward was already waiting for me. Now that I saw him, he looked at me with worried eyes, blinking slowly as if he was thinking about what had happened to me. He softly asked
Lucy’s POVEdward slowly took my finger out of his mouth, and I opened my mouth wide. He asked the waiter, "Do you have a plaster or a piece of cloth?" "Yes, sir." The waiter ran to the kitchen and came back with a plaster in his hand.Edward carefully put the plaster around my pointy finger and said, "It's okay. It's just a little cut." Despite my relief that he was such a gentleman, I found myself nervously staring at him and biting my lower lip. He told me, "Now you can finish your food."I smiled at him. And he added with a wink, "Don't play with the knife again, though..."I let out a soft laugh and said, "Thank you..." He took out a piece of tissue and wiped the edge of my lip with it. Then he whispered. "Don't bother looking at him again. He'll only ruin your day..." Then, with a grin on my face, I swallowed and kept eating till I was full. It was hard for me not to look at Arman, who was sitting at a different side table. I also tried to figure out how to stop jealousy b
Lucy’s POV"I… don't?" I realized that he was right. I do not have any friends, and I am not sure why I am here with Edward. Honestly, I don't know whether Edward considers me a friend. But I don't care anymore. What I really care about right now is why Arman would waste his time just to annoy me.And when I glanced at him, he was already staring at me. Arman crossed his front pockets with his palms as he approached, asking, "Are you serious when you say that he is your friend? Lucy, a man and a woman, can never be friends. He's doing this because he wants something from you. Right, Edward?" "Of course I don't want her to be my friend… Because I want to be more than just friends with her... because I like her," Edward answered. I gasped as he grabbed my hand. "Lucy, I really like you," he said as he looked into my eyes. Arman was a little surprised when Edward confessed directly to me. Then there was me. Who was completely confused at the same time.After Edward's honest confess
Lucy’s POV“That’s why I’m not foolish enough to give you what you want, grandma.” I replied to her question without blinking my eyes. Her anger sparked as she threw a glance towards me, “Lucy… you're going to regret this.” Grandma, so far as I can tell, I will not deeply regret anything. Even if you're going to be furious with me, it doesn't matter. I could care less..."She put out her hand to hit me, but I grabbed her wrist and told her, "I always admire you as my grandmother. But I now see that I don't want to be like you. I want no part of being an elderly woman who wanders around yapping garbage!" "You are such a shame to the family!" she said as she yanked her wrist away from me. "You barely respect me!" "Respect what? Respect isn't given; it's earned. Since then, you haven't respected me, grandma. Please know how sad I am if this is how I have to behave around you. What you are showing me is all I am reflecting on." In spite of the rain, I turned my back on her and headed