Her figure gradually faded into the hazy night, but Leon Lynch's gaze never left her.
A bitter pang gripped his heart. No one knew that when the scandal was raging, he had received a photograph—a picture of Nora Ainsworth's back, her clothes soaking wet.
The photo showed no signs of being altered; it was definitely Nora Ainsworth.
And on her back, there was a man's hand.
When he saw that photo, he knew in his heart that her reason for not marrying him was likely because her hands were tied, or perhaps, that man was the one she truly loved.
Though he was originally torn, he found himself unwilling to let go at this critical juncture. As long as she remained unmarried, he wouldn't even consider giving up.
This wildly growing conviction startled even him. He had never been short of women, but he just couldn't let go of her.
