You're Mine (GXG) -Completed/Re-Editing-

FIFTEEN

First, I want to thank every one of you who has been showing so much love and support to this book ! You really do make my day !

For that, here is a surprise update for you (I usually post on weekdays) !

I hope you enjoy ♡

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BECKY POV:

< FRIDAY >

Anderew sighs. " I'll just have to make what is yours mine "

I was not imagining things, the bastard  dared to say just that. With my hands already curled into a tight fist, I apologize to my dad in case he was watching this from above, and I charge into his face.

< SATURDAY >

Aside from the fact that his dad was not speaking to me for bruising his handsome's son face, Mr Paterson and I met in the hospital, where I have been staying to check for the damage I have caused.

Today, he looked older than usual. He sits besides me making the plastic hospital chair make that slight squeaky sound that only added to my ravaging nerves.

-" I cannot believe you just did that"

I tlit my head, my tone firm and solid.

-" He has crossed the line "

Mr Paterson, the family's lawyer, an old man with several strands of white hair , was looking remorseful in my stead. He engulfs his head between his hands before he ruffles his hair.

Right now, his posture, the familiarity of the air surrounding him. It reminded of when a parent apologizes for his child's mistake.

I wanted to feel it, that affection.

When he lifts up his head, I look away.

- " Think of your mother ! Do you want to lose rights over your dad's fortune for good ?!"

I scoff. " What do you mean ?"

His shoulders drop, and my heart sinks when he speaks.

- " You can lose your seat in the company if Mister Peter doesn't forgive you"

My " fight or fight " mode was on.

As he spoke, my head began to spin. If sharing the mansion with Andrew was not enough, my dad went as far as giving Peter 5% of the company's shares !

He continues. " You can get all the votes you want, but the last say will be.."

Peter's.

I felt so angry with myself, even used !

How did I not see this coming !

My voice was so low that it sounded like a whisper.

-" Peter must be aware of this "

Mr Paterson sighs, again. " I'm sorry Becky "

No way.

There was no way I was losing any of this !!

< SUNDAY : THE PRESENT MOMENT >

I dreaded the idea of waking up.

Ironically, I've had dreamless nights, but I think that was probably because my reality was already a nightmare.

I mean, how worse can things get ?

After the bomb that Mr Paterson has dropped on me, I barely found sleep, and whether or not Andrew wakes up from his semi coma after the fight has suddenly become one of my concerns.