A Love Forgotten (Arianna and Elijah) novel Chapter 236

Chapter 236 

Mr. Linden Senior asked, “How did the mediation go the other day?” 

1 didn’t have the energy to rehash everything After a long pause, Treplied, “Mr. Linden, could you just tell me what it is you want? 

“I really don’t have the patience to keep sparring with Elijah, I just want this dioure finalized.” 

He was silent for a moment before sighing “, you’ve done so much on the Linden family, and yet you’ve suffered so much in return. Don’t worry. We’ll make things right.” 

Then, he hung up. 

I was left staring blankly at the phone. Who did he mean by “wr 

My head was swimming with confusion. Exhaunted, 1 ditted into sleep 

1/1 

When I woke up. I saw the faint outline of someone by my bedside. I reachedeut. “Lugan=” 

The figure turned around–it was Norman 

I instantly snapped out of my grogginess, pulling my hand back. “Why are you here?” 

I looked him over, suspicious of his outfit. He was wearing a crisp white shirt and suit pants, and his halt was styled meticulously 

Normally, Norman and Logan shared some similarities in their looks and build, but now, dressed up like this, he almost looked like a mirror image of Logan. 

Norman smiled, but there was something: 

in it. “So, what do you think? ‘s hard to tell 

Norman pulled up a chair and sat beside my bed. “He had to fly to Riverdale to meet someone.” 

1 pouted. 

Norman asked, “Do you miss him” 

I didn’t answer. 

He glanced down at his polished look, then, with a generous air, said, “I don’t mind if you pretend I’m han for a bit.” 

I scoffed, “You’re speaking as if you could compare to him.” 

He chuckled “Oh? Really? You think I’m not good enough?” 

I noticed a hint of something wounded in his eyes, but ‘couldn’t resist being blunt. “Logan is dignified poised, and untouched by anything sordid. You, on the other hand. You’re wild and reckless. You two are worlds apart” 

When I finished, I realized he had fallen silent 

I looked over and saw him lost in thought, a rare moment of stillness on his usually phyful face. I paused, feeling a pang of guilt. 

No matter how unruly he could be, Norman had been the one who pushed through the crowd to help me when I needed it. I shouldn’t have been so harsh. 

I softened my tone. “I’m sorry.” 

He snapped out of it, letting out a small laugh. “What are you apologizing for? You’re right. Logan is everything you said he is. And the world.” 

He showered as if it didn’t bother him. I’m not him, and I never will be, I’ve known that for a long time.