Wayne Bailey was struck like a thunderbolt, his dark gaze fixed on Anna Jadwin...
Finding no signs of her waking up, his entire body was soaked in cold sweat.
Large beads of sweat dripped down his forehead.
He feared that she would run away again, worried that being too assertive would scare her off, so he had to restrain his longing and passion—
Three years had passed, seeing her again was like an unreal dream given to him by the heavens.
He pretended to be indifferent, just to make her believe that he had lost interest in her, so she didn't have to avoid him;
He told her he had a family, and he wouldn't cling to her like he did three years ago...
He couldn't even bear to take another glance at her, fearing that she would discover the intense emotions beneath his icy exterior, burning his heart and bones over and over again.
