Perhaps it was just a coincidence, but at that moment, a handsome, well-built man in a suit stepped out of the hotel.
His striking appearance, an expression that seemed to acknowledge no one, and the noble aura radiating from him... all these familiar sensations told her that, unbelievably, she had run into him.
Her heart suddenly jolted. At that moment, she stood rooted to the ground, gazing at him as if worlds apart.
It wasn't anticipation, not a reluctance to leave, nor was it longing... Perhaps it was merely the feeling of something once possessed guiding her consciousness, causing her to become lost in that very moment.
It wasn't until a car horn sounded that Rebecca Quentin came back to her senses.
Howard Geoffrey, who was about to get into his car, seemed to sense her focused gaze. He turned his head slightly, his eyes landing directly where Rebecca Quentin stood.
Their eyes met...
