Annabelle Linton shot him a disinterested glance and turned to leave, but when she tried to open the door, it wouldn’t budge.
She frowned, twisting the handle with all her might, but the door still wouldn’t open.
Leona Grant watched her, an eyebrow cocked. The corners of his lips curled into a handso, mischievous smile. "No point in trying. It’s locked from the outside. Tonight is our own private world, so don’t even think about leaving."
A private world...
Annabelle Linton let out a frustrated sigh. She turned back around to face him, her expression blank. "Do you find this amusing?"
"Yes. Very."
He stood up, sending beautiful roses scattering around him—a breathtaking sight. A dashing smile played on his lips. "Are you moved? I’ve given you a room full of surprises, myself included. How about a loving hug in return?"
Annabelle Linton stared at him, speechless.
’How about I give you a ’love-kick’ instead?’
Leona Grant casually picked up a large, beautifully wrapped bouquet of roses and offered it to Annabelle Linton, saying with deep emotion, "These fiery red flowers are like my thoughts of you—an endless, surging river. You are the sunset sky I can’t help but gaze at in longing. I love—"
"Will you ever stop?" Annabelle Linton cut him off impatiently.
Leona Grant: "..."
’So heartbreaking. To be shot down just like that. And after I spent all night preparing for this.’
Leona Grant casually tossed the bouquet aside and walked enthusiastically toward Annabelle Linton. "Have you eaten yet? If not, let’s have dinner together."
Annabelle Linton gave him a cool look, her smile not reaching her eyes. "If you get out, I might consider eating sothing."
"Then never mind, you can just starve—" Leona Grant blurted out without thinking. He caught himself halfway through and imdiately changed his tune. "I an, we can eat later."
Annabelle Linton was just so ntally exhausted.
She really wanted to poll the audience.
’Has anyone out there ever had an ex-husband this shaless? So thick-skinned a bullet couldn’t get through. Utterly impervious to reason, with no sense of sha, no dignity, no heart, no conscience, and no brain. If you have a guide on how to get rid of soone like this, please send it my way. Generous reward offered.’
Seeing her blank expression, Leona Grant put on a smile and asked, "Did you have a good ti these past couple of days? I really missed you. Did you miss ?"
Annabelle Linton stared out the window at the thousands of city lights, her eyes reflecting the neon colors. The depths of her gaze were icy and emotionless.
Leona Grant looked at her standing there, wrapped in an aura of faint detachnt, and a pang of bitterness flashed through his deep eyes.
For the past two days, he had been secretly following her.
She seed so happy and carefree, having a blast mountain climbing and bungee jumping with Ryan Linton.
When she got tired and sat down to rest, she would sotis answer her phone.
While on the phone, she would offer a faint smile and say a few soft words. And even though her emotions weren’t dramatic, he could tell she was at ease.
’She must have been... talking to Aaron Wyatt.’
He’d never seen her smile like that for anyone other than Aaron.
The way her face had instantly frozen over the mont she walked in and saw him... it had cut him deeply.
He just didn’t let it show.
’Is this what it feels like to love soone? Just pain?’
Seeing her so happy these past two days had made him smile in spite of himself. But when he saw the coldness that instantly hardened her features upon seeing him, his heart ached terribly.
’Why must sweetness be paid for with sorrow?’
Leona Grant didn’t know how he managed to force another smile for her.
He just knew that he couldn’t show any expression other than a smile, or Annabelle Linton would hate him even more—though her hatred for him had probably already reached its absolute peak.
’Annabelle, if you could see the pain in my heart, would it ache for ? Would you forgive ?’
’If you would, then I could die from this pain without any regrets.’
Leona Grant pretended not to notice her irritation and was about to say sothing to lighten the mood when Annabelle Linton looked at him coolly. "We need to talk."
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