Quincy was troubled by the situation. She paused for a moment before speaking to Tiara again, “It’s raining out here. You should come inside first.”
Tiara shook her head.
Cynthia walked over, tugged at her wrist, and said, “Come inside. James isn’t feeling too well right now and is resting. You can see him when he wakes up.”
Tiara finally agreed when presented with that argument.
After entering the villa, a maid got her a cup of warm water.
Tiara picked it up and took a sip.
Cynthia looked at Quincy, pulled her aside, and whispered, “What should we do, Quincy?”
Quincy shrugged. “Why’re you asking me? How would I know? We should wait for James to wake up and talk to her himself.”
She had never heard James mention anything about marrying Tiara, but it was not her place to question him. Afterall, it was not like Quincy and James were actually together.
Quincy exhaled sharply.
James’ relationships were a mess. He had not settled his relationship with Thea, and here was Tiara, coming to where he was to seek closure with him.
Soon, the meal was ready.
Cynthia looked at Quincy and Tiara. They all sat on the sofa in awkward silence. Finally she gathered the courage to speak, “S-Should I go get James?”
“Go ahead.” Quincy gestured for her to leave.
When it dawned on her that their reunion was imminent, Tiara suddenly became nervous.
She had fantasized about meeting James again.
Countless scenarios played out in her mind before, but she never expected to meet him this way.
Both her hands clenched on the hem of her dress.
Cynthia glanced at Tiara, then headed up to the second floor.
“James, it’s time to eat.”
James slowly stirred. He had slept for more than an hour, and felt as if his brain had cleared up a lot.
He rolled out of bed, rubbed his eyes, and nodded. “Alright.”
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