Chapter 177 Or it wasnât a break up, but an act of stepping out of an unwanted situation, diching me? What if he considered it a fling and grew tired of me as Leo sald?
A series of queries took the shape of a powerfull whirlwind and hit i mentioned above thie to facts and figures.
my world, frning it upside down, I was unable to believe any of the possibilities We were deeply in love, sharing our passion through physical intimacy. Bright didnât look disappointed after our date night. Then why? Why would a caring and a loving man leave me on a whim? Was I missing anything?
Grabbing my head with both hands. I groaned in frustration.
What to do one?â
Fortunately, my brain picked up its services really quick and started working for a clue. I dialed Brightâs number for the one last time. He wasnât returning my calls, so it was a stupidity to expect any answer now. But there was no harm in trying once more.
However, the recorded message poured a bucket of cold water over ine, âThe wamber you have dialed is powered off!â
Blimey!
A defeated sigh spilled from my lips, and I tried his officeâs amber, at least, one of his employees would attend it. The bell rang twice, and then the call was connected, showing me a hope to hold on to. I spoke desperately.
âHinâs Laura speaking. Can I talk to Mr. Bright?â
The man on the other side remained silent for a while, then he replied hesitantly.
âNo, Miss Laura. The boss isnât in the office. He wonât come here now.â
As only Brightâs assistant could be aware of his schedule, I questioned him furiber.
âCan you please tell me where he is? I need to talk to him. Itâs an emergency!â
My pitiful pleading melted that assistantâs heart, he gave me the contact information of Brightâs friends.
âI apologize for the inconvenience, but I really donât know anything about my bossâs personal life.
You can ask his close friends. Perhaps, they will help you.â
Brightâs be hockey friends and wide business circle were already in my knowledge, he had introduced me to bis close buddies as well. However, it never crossed my mind to collect their phone numbers.
So, I thanked his secretary for this favor and called Mr. Howard, Brightâs quarterback and his best friend since college.
âMr. Howard, can you please tell me whatâs going on?â
I briefly explained to him about Brightâs questionable behavior, begging for acarification.
âHave no idea why Bright is behaving like this. Has he mentioned any issars in front of you?â
As we often shared our heartfelt emotions with our friends, feeling understock and heard, Thoped that Mr. Howard would help me out of the whirlpool of uncertainty.
But it appeared that my bad luck was following me everywhere as he didnât go me a satisfactory response.
âBright wasnât completely free from strife when I met him last time. There a definitely something going on in his life.
However, he didnât utter a word about it. Miss Laura.â
Mr. Howard expressed his regrets for turning me down and spoke cautiously Chapter 177 âI am sorry I canât assist you today, Miss Laurn, Why donât you call Bright Instand?
Only he can satisfy you with a reason. After all, itâs your private matter.â
As the hours converted into days, my worry became boundless, the scene of eight voluntarily leaving with those men haunted me in my dreams 1 didnât care about anyoneâs reaction and contacted every person in Brightâs fd list, inquiring about him. His no response mode was driving me ÑÑалÑ.
âWe havenât met for a long time.â
âBright didnât come for practice?â
And so on Everyone had different excuses to avoid my queries, suggesting that I should Bright in person. These vague responses exhausted my patience soon.
One fine evening. 1 even picked up my bag and visited Brightâs house and office, intending to catch him like a detective. It would be great if he could just say it to my face instead of avoiding me.
However, all my efforts were fruitless as Bright wasnât found at his usual places. The owner of The Blue Moon Hotel work on his life to dispel my doubts.
A whole week passed, and I didnât hear from Bright, this catastrophe pushed me to the verge of insanity, I was about to go honkers when Echo informed me âCheck the news, Miss Laura. Itâs about Mr. Bright My hands were shaking like dried leaves as I clicked the link she sent to me, dreading bad news. However, I was struck by lightning in a broad daylight to read the headline, âThe renowned ice hockey player, Mr. Bright, is officially engaged to the heiress of Lockwood industries Authorâs Note: Is Bright really getting married? The answer will be revealed in the next chapter, TARM