“You’re overthinking,” Adrian replied. “Lila isn’t like that. If she wanted to marry me, she never would have agreed to this. Even if I don’t remember her, I can’t help but feel… she must be kind.”
His voice sounded distant, like through a fog.
The man beside me, however, heard every word.
With a mischievous grin, Lucas bent and kissed me roughly, then pulled back and nipped at my lip.
Mocking, he mimicked Adrian’s words:
“I feel… she must be kind.”
I punched him. “Bite me again and see what happens.”
“Once you move into the Lane family, I’ll make sure you pay for that.”
Lucas only laughed harder.
“I’m looking forward to it.”
Meanwhile, Stella stamped her foot furiously.
“How can you say she’s kind? You’ve forgotten her, haven’t you?”
“Adrian, ever since you came back to the Lane estate, you’ve been different. You used to swear you only loved me. Your eyes only ever followed me. But why do they always drift back to Lila?”
“Maybe you forgot her once—but who’s to say you haven’t fallen for her all over again?”
