Lahat ng Kabanata ng Love against the rules : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 35

“Don’t tell me that, Ella! Who do you think you really are? Eh? Tell me, what is your problem?” Sonia’s voice echoed across the hallway, sharp and trembling with suppressed anger. Ella turned slowly, her heels clicking against the tiled floor. “Will you shut that dirty, gutter mouth of yours?” she fired back, her tone laced with venom. “I’m the boss here, Sonia. Try anything funny, and I will sack you. Nobody nobody will question me for it, you fool.” Without waiting for a response, Ella spun on her heels and stormed into her office. Sonia stood frozen for a second, her chest rising and falling as if she had swallowed her words too quickly. “What am I seeing? Ella… said this to me?” she muttered under her breath, clutching her files tighter before going back to her corner office. By mid-morning, Felix and Florence arrived at the company, shadowed by Mr. Obasi and two additional officers from the station. The presence of security had become a quiet norm in their lives four stati

The morning sun slipped through the curtains, throwing a soft light across the big living room. It was quiet too quiet for a house that had seen so much noise and drama the past few weeks. Sandra was already moving around, setting the table for breakfast. The smell of tea and toasted bread filled the air. Cecilia came down first, her hair tied loosely, dressed in an oversized T-shirt that just grazed her thighs. She had her phone in one hand, scrolling absently, a small crease of thought on her forehead. “Good morning,” Sandra greeted warmly, wiping her hands on her apron. “Morning, Sandra,” Cecilia murmured, offering a faint smile as she sank into the chair nearest the window. “This smells like heaven. You’re spoiling us.” “Not at all,” Sandra chuckled. “You all deserve a bit of peace.” Moments later, Alex appeared, still rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand. His joggers hung carelessly around his waist, his hair an untamed mess. He glanced at Cecilia, their eyes brushing

Dinner was served on the long dining table that night. The aroma of fried rice and grilled chicken filled the air. Florence sat beside Felix, Alex sat across from Cecilia. Everything seemed peaceful until Cecilia’s phone vibrated. She glanced down. James. Her heart skipped. She turned the screen down quickly and ignored it. A minute later, it rang again. “Why are you not picking your call?” Florence asked, lifting her head. “Mum, I’ll call the person later,” Cecilia said sharply, a little too defensive. Florence raised an eyebrow at her tone. Alex, who had been watching her quietly, spoke up, “It’s obvious she’s keeping to the rules of table manners, ma,” he said, scooping a spoonful of rice and chewing slowly. Florence didn’t press further, but Cecilia’s hand shook slightly as she placed the phone on her lap. The call came again, and she silenced it once more. They finished dinner, exchanging only light talks here and there. When they were done, Felix wiped his mouth