If she packed tonight, she could move back in tomorrow.
Whimsey took all her clothes out of the doset and began folding them into boxes. As she turned, hes gaze fell on the neatly folded gown in the corner. It was already cleaned and ready to வியாட
in the door. He stood up and went to answerin
Noel was reviewing architectural plans in his study when he heard a knock on
When he opened the door, Whitney was standing there, holding a rectangular gift bas
“I’ve gotten the gown cleaned. I should’ve returned it sooner, but with everything that’s happened, it got delayed.”
Noel kept his hands in his pockets, making no move to take the box. His voice was cool and distant. “Why?”
Whitney understood he was asking why she was returning it.
“I don’t need anything from you. I’d prefer it if we didn’t see each other anymore. And the gown is too expensive–I can’t accept it
I meant to return it right away, but my gown got stained that night, and there wasn’t time. I had no choice but to wear it. If you’re hesitant to take it back since I’ve already won it, just tell me how much it costs, and I’ll buy it from you!
From beginning to end, Whitey’s expression remained calm. Her face, bare of makeup but strikingly beautiful, held a hint of stubborn resolve.
Noel looked at her, paying no attention to the box in her hands.
His dark, midnight eyes held no warmth. His voice was low and cool as it drifted over her head. “If you don’t want it, then throw it away.”
