“She’s Miss Quinn, Mr. Chambers’ fiancée.”
“What? She’s so rude, though.”
“He spoils her.”
“Why? I’ve never even seen her before, and she’s supposed to be the future lady of the house?”
“It’s just a rumor that I’ve heard. They said he found her a few weeks ago.”
“Because she looks exactly like Mr. Chambers’ first love.”
“He couldn’t have the real thing, so he settled for the next best option…”
…
When I woke again, the sky outside was awash with fiery red clouds, their glow spilling into the room.
The soft rustle of pages turning wasn’t loud, but the moment I stirred, he heard me.
The back of his hand brushed against my forehead.
“You have a fever. Why didn’t you drink the milk this morning?”
I opened my mouth but found it hard to make a sound.
My throat burned and my whole body was dry and weak.
All I could do was shake my head.
Ethan let out a quiet chuckle before lifting me into his arms.
He had changed into fresh clothes, and there was no trace of smoke on him.
He paid attention to details—almost to an obsessive degree.
He knew I hated the smell of cigarettes, so he never smoked around me.
“I don’t drink milk anymore.”
As he placed me in the backseat of the car, I finally forced the words out, despite how much it hurt to speak.
He froze for a second.
Then he let out a sharp laugh, somewhere between amused and exasperated.
“Do you have to go against me on everything?”
I was speechless.
Maybe he was right.
Maybe I just wanted to see him lose his mind and finally throw me away.
