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The Years Between Signing and Seeing novel Chapter 240

Jamie slowly stood up. “Do you need me to carry you over?” he asked gently.

“No, I’m fine now,” Suzie replied flatly and immediately started walking toward the restroom. She didn’t want to talk anymore; she was desperate to speak with Stella.

“I’ll wait for you here,” Jamie’s voice called from behind her. “This marble is slippery, so be careful.”

Suzie paused for a second but didn’t reply, walking straight into the restroom. The moment she was inside, Stella pulled her into a stall. Suzie fell into her friend’s arms, so choked with emotion she couldn’t speak.

Stella hugged her back tightly. After a moment, she gently pushed Suzie away and put a finger to her lips, signaling for her to be quiet. Stella took out a tissue to wipe Suzie’s tears, then her own, before pulling out her phone. She typed quickly and showed the screen to Suzie.

“Someone could be listening. Let’s type instead.”

Suzie nodded eagerly. Stella typed again: “The house in the small town is all set, but the lawyer is out of town. He’ll be back the day after tomorrow. You’ll have to hold on for two more days.”

Suzie took the phone and typed back quickly: “Okay. I’ll find a chance to call you the day after tomorrow in the afternoon.”

After reading the message, Stella pulled a tiny, slim phone and a charger from her bag. She handed them to Suzie, leaning in to whisper in her ear, “This is easier to hide. We can stay in touch.”

Looking down the corridor, she saw Jamie leaning against a distant wall. He was wearing a black shirt and black pants, with the top few buttons undone as usual. Even with the mask and baseball cap hiding most of his face, he still had the kind of presence that made women glance his way. In the short time Suzie stood there, she saw three different women approach and speak to him.

She couldn’t hear what they were saying and decided to just head back to the store on her own. As she began to walk, Jamie strode over and grabbed her hand, his voice laced with a possessive, almost whining tone.

“Honey, what took you so long?”

Suzie frowned, her gaze unintentionally drawn to the women nearby, who were now sizing her up with less-than-friendly expressions. Not wanting to get involved, she simply said coolly:

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