Broken Hearts On Boulevard Unirii novel Chapter 65
Summary for Chapter 65: Broken Hearts On Boulevard Unirii
Chapter summary of Chapter 65 – Broken Hearts On Boulevard Unirii by Uri Nachimson
In Chapter 65, a key chapter of the acclaimed Internet novel Broken Hearts On Boulevard Unirii by Uri Nachimson, readers are drawn deeper into a story filled with emotion, conflict, and transformation. This chapter brings crucial developments and plot twists that make it essential reading. Whether you’re new to the book or a loyal fan, this section delivers unforgettable moments that define the essence of Broken Hearts On Boulevard Unirii.
After getting organized, we went out to a restaurant. This time we went to a Greek restaurant of her choice. The aroma of roast lamb and meze were just mouth-watering, and the bouzouki music that was being played in the background had a relaxing, Mediterranean effect.
"Good choice?" she asked with a sweet smile.
"Couldn't be better," I answered and blew her a kiss.
Oana ordered red wine for herself and for me. Since I wasn't driving, I didn't mind getting a bit drunk.
"You're beautiful tonight," I complimented her.
"Only tonight?" she asked in a petulant voice.
"Tonight you look extra beautiful," I answered.
"You're drunk," she said. "It is time to go," and she waved to the waiter to come with the check.
"Tonight I invite you to dinner, and don't argue with me," she said.
"Whatever you say," I answered."Tonight is your night."
"That being the case, I am taking charge and we are going to a night club," she said in a firm voice.
"Whatever you say," I replied listlessly.
When we got into the taxi, I heard her give the taxi driver the address of my apartment.
"I see that you aren't going to make it, so we are going home," she said to me.
In that night which I spent with Oana, my heart was torn between my wife, Sara, who trusted me, Mirella who broke my heart, Dorina who didn't allow me to enter her heart and Oana who gave me heart and body.
When they reached the building, the man pulled out a set of keys, opened the front door and they disappeared into the stairwell. A minute later he could see the lights in the apartment being turned on.
With his head exploding with anger, he left his car and ran up the flight of steps and loudly banged on the door. The man opened the door and stood there looking at Angelo.
"Who are you and what do you want?" he bellowed.
"I am the owner of this apartment. Where is Elena?" I asked.
"Does she owe you rent? Did she not pay you on time?" he asked, pulling out a wad of bills from his pocket.
"Elena," Angelo shouted, as he tried pushing his way into the apartment.
"Get the hell out of here and never come back," the man shouted, pushing Angelo out.
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