Suddenly Elena felt so stupid.
Private jet. Of course!
How could she compare her own experience to Elleard's? As he said, if he wished not to see anyone on his trips, he could. What Elena and Shiro had on their holiday was nothing to what Elleard could have.
"I know you've never taken a commercial flight too," Elleard chuckled. "You won't ever have to. It's annoying. With me, you will only experience the best of everything."
Elena was silent. She really wanted to bring up the topic of divorce, but Elleard made it hard for her. He kept talking about their delayed honeymoon, a wonderful holiday around Christmas in the tropics, etc etc.
How could she talk about separating from him when the atmosphere was so heartwarming and romantic like this?
"Wine?" Elleard moved Elena from her reverie. He clicked his fingers and Samantha immediately came with a bottle of red wine and two glasses. "It's getting cold. You need to warm yourself up."
