A Love Rekindled (Nancy and Bruce) novel Chapter 22

"Was the snow mountain pretty?"

"How much did you drink?"

He dodged my question.

I turned away gloomily and stared out the car window. Then I heard Bruce say, "Don't say that I didn't warn you. Drop your schemes."

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Then, I asked, "What schemes?"

He said coldly, "Trying to be sneaky, but you're on the wrong path."

Oh, so he knew. I really couldn't hide anything from him.

I played it cool, "You're right, Mr. Harold. I've always been way off the track."

Right after I said that, the car screeched to a halt and made me lurch forward. It took a moment for me to settle down.

I opened my eyes confusedly, only to find the car stopped. Bruce was staring at me in a way he never had before.

Even his arms holding the steering wheel tightened a bit.

I felt something dangerous in the air.

Before I could say anything, he suddenly leaned over. His fingers brushed over my shoulder, sending chills down my spine in the dim light.

A soapy scent filled my senses, and his warm breath was felt upon my face. In a daze, I heard him say, "Nance."

I dreamt of those hands again, tightly gripping onto my waist.

But when I woke up, I was at my place. My head throbbed, and my muscles ached.

Caroline smiled and said, "Ms. Lane, you're too kind."

After saying this, she even made a fist pump gesture—playful yet sincere. It was hard to stay mad at her.

But when did she talk to Bruce?

"Nance." Cindy blinked her big eyes. "I sent you a message last night. Didn't you see it?"

I pulled out my phone and checked my messages. There it was, a message from Cindy. "Nance, Bruce has agreed."

The message was sent shortly after I left the hillside villa.