Wayne Bailey remained in the same posture, with the same expression, his eyes staring in that same direction.
Anna Jadwin sighed in relief…
His glasses were placed at the edge of the table. Suppressing her nerves, she quietly reached out for them.
Just as she had taken the glasses, Wayne Bailey's large hand also reached out to search for them. That was close, too close.
Anna Jadwin moved the glasses farther away, watching as Wayne Bailey furrowed his handsome brows, touching around as if he couldn't see. Her heart ached in waves. Hadn't the surgery been successful? Was he still unable to see, needing glasses to help? Would it always be like this?
He was a jerk to begin with, so whatever happened to him didn't concern her anymore!
Anna Jadwin steeled her heart, turned around to leave, and kicked the trash can with her foot.
"Who—"
Wayne Bailey groped around in vain for his glasses, already astounded; the sudden noise put him completely on alert.
