All Chapters of Too Late To Love Me, Mr Blackwell: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

LYDIAThat Wednesday night, I was in the kitchen making tea when Adrian walked in with his striped silk tie hanging loosely around his neck. He looked completely exhausted in a black tuxedo that was distastefully wrinkled.My observant eyes didn't even miss the dark circles which shadowed his eyes.He stopped when he saw me as if he was taken aback by the fact I was still there.We stared at each other for a long moment in the silence that followed.The only sound was the one the water boiling in the whistling kettle made.It was Adrian who broke the silence first."Where have you been?" My brows rose in amazement.He dare to ask me that?"I've barely seen you in weeks."A low scoff left my lips."I've been working," I answered.He stepped closer."Working?"My eyes scanned his figure.His eyes narrowed. "I heard from someone that you are now working at the Costello Architecture."I rolled my eyes.Someone? Pfft.I didn't bother asking how he knew because he probably had someone wa

LUCAS'S POVI was at my desk when I noticed Lydia standing at the far end of the office floor through the glass and walking her client through the firm's lastest designs.She used both of her hands to gesture in the air when she explained things, the paper in her hands moving above with them.She was explaning the building structure to the attentive client like she was building the structure right there in the room. The client leaned in, nodding occasionally to whatever she was saying.Her persuasion was working.A smile curved my mouth as I turned back to my screen to continue working.Just then, my phone rang. Morgan's voice was the first to come through the moment I took the call."Your mother is on line two.""Oh, thank you very much," I said.She dropped her line.I picked up line two."Lucas, darling." My mother's voice was warm the way it always was in the afternoons when she had nothing pressing to do. "When are you going to bring someone to Sunday dinner? It has been mont

ADRIAN'S POVThe invitation to the Blackwell Industries charity gala I picked up and set back down had been sitting on my desk ever since Monday.Ten years of attending this event. Ten years of Lydia standing beside me in whatever dress I had approved, smiling at whoever I pointed her toward. This year should have been no different.But it was.Lydia wasn't taking her calls.Lydia wasn't looking my way.Lydia didn't even plan to show up.My clenched fists slammed in the table, right against the colourful invitation."Damn that woman!" I hissed. I reached for my phone in my pocket and pulled it out in order to call her.It rang.There were about four rings before I was directed right to her voicemail.I called again—same result.Rage simmered deep down inside of me when I set the phone down on the office desk and simply smoothed my silk tie."There had better be a good excuse for all of these stuffs she is acting," I whispered and typed out a text message instead.[Lydia: The charity

VANESSA'S POV"That was when the fashion bloggers asked her to just give a direct confirmation of the dating rumours," Fiona said in my ears.My phone was pressed to my left ear and I paced my bedroom while Fiona droned on about some useless gossip. This wasn't my problem. My exact worry now was that Lydia had managed to escape from every trap that we had set. Was it the embezzlement frame-up which I pushed her it? It had failed, woefully. Not even as bad as the financial theft I had set up that had easily gotten blocked. She was thriving at that architecture firm while the family business was now rapidly beginning to crumble around the edges.It was infuriating. "Vanessa!" Fiona suddenly screamed until my ears and taking off guard.My ears vibrated from the loud sound even as my body shook from being startled."What?" I screamed back into the receiver before my legs halted in my pacing."Are you even listening to me?" She asked in a voice that sounded slightly offended.I let out

LUCAS' POVI was in my office late Monday evening when a knock came on the door and my head just lifted from the pile of work sitting on my office desk."Yes?" I called just before the second knock came on the door. The door knob turned and Morgan stepped into the doorway of my office."Sorry to disturb you sir, but there is a lady here to see you and she says that it is very urgent," she said as she stepped aside."Who is th—" I started to ask. And the words died in my mouth when Lydia walked into my office looking exhausted. I pushed back from my desk."Lydia," I whispered her name, standing abruptly from my revolving chair.I knew immediately that something was wrong because she was just managing herself carefully, holding it all together like someone who was close to the edge.There were dark circles under her eyes and she looked so tired and frail. Even I could see her hands were shaking slightly."Lydia, are you alright?" I asked before taking a step forward with wide eyes."Lu