And he didn’t just talk. He noticed the little things. Pouring her tea. Passing her a napkin. Making sure she was comfortable
without making a big deal out of it.
By the time their meeting wrapped up, Lena felt completely at ease.
She studied the man across from her ten years older, composed, effortless in his gestures. And for the first time, marriage to
1/2
Chapter 12
someone like him didn’t seem so bad.
At the end of the date, Vernon drove her home himself.
+20 Bonus
Maybe she was too caught up in their conversation, too focused on him, because she never noticed the black Maybach parked
across the street, half–hidden under the trees.
Behind its tinted windows, a pair of sharp, unreadable eyes tracked the Maserati she was in.
For the first time in three months, Andrew saw Lena again.
***
It took Andrew a full week to process the truth.
Lena–the woman he had hated–had been framed.
Nicole–the woman he had loved–was the real murderer.
At first, he refused to believe it.
How could she–the girl he had cherished since childhood, the flawless heiress everyone admired–be so cruel?
The day Nicole woke up in the hospital after losing the baby, she collapsed beside him, sobbing.
Faced with undeniable proof, she didn’t even try to defend herself.
She just kept repeating the same thing–she had done it all because she loved him too much.
Every girl she had hurt? They had feelings for Andrew. And she couldn’t allow that.
If they so much as looked at him, they had to disappear.
Vile.
That was the only word in his mind when she finished.
For a split second, he wondered–was this really Nicole?
Or had the girl he thought he loved never existed at all?
Comments
Support
