For the past two months, he had forced himself not to think about her, not to pay her any attention.
He only knew that she had been injured and that Aaron Wyatt had taken her to a resort to recover. He knew nothing else.
'Now that I'm back in the country, living in the same city, will we meet again?'
He wondered what it would be like when they saw each other again...
He looked forward to seeing her, but at the same time, he could already imagine Annabelle Linton's reaction.
Leona Grant let out a mirthless chuckle and turned to look at the drifting clouds outside the window, a flicker of pain crossing his eyes.
'Forget it.'
'Since I promised her freedom, it's better if we don't see each other.'
'As long as she's happy.'
...
Annabelle Linton was resting at home.
After two months of recuperation, her injury had mostly healed.
