In Morrison's eyes, all of this was her fault.
If she hadn't come to him asking to teach her how to date, how would they have shared those six months? How could his heart have been so thoroughly disrupted by her?
And now? She just brushed it all off and walked away like it was nothing—ending up with his own brother.
How could he not be furious? How could he treat her kindly?
She started this game, so she had to face the consequences.
Without another word, he reached out, took the suitcase from her hand, and turned to leave.
"Hey—" Lilian protested from behind.
She really didn't want to leave with him. Couldn't she just wait for Karl to finish and leave with him?
She had no idea what Karl was thinking, why he insisted she go with Morrison first.
But then she figured maybe Karl didn't know about their history and just wanted her to go ahead so she wouldn't be anxious.
With a tangle of emotions, she got into Morrison's car, and they drove toward the countryside villa.
