Waiting for the trial felt like an eternity, yet two months flew by in the blink of an eye.
When I saw Nicholas again, it was on the shaded path outside the courthouse. As Douglas opened the car door for me, I noticed him standing under a large tree, quietly gazing at me.
He felt inexplicably nervous, his fingers trembling at his sides. Nicholas tried to control his emotions, walking toward me in the way he had rehearsed countless times. He aimed to make it seem like a chance meeting.
He took big strides. By the time I got out of the car, he was already in front of me.
"We should head inside. It's almost time."
I could clearly see the sweat dripping from his forehead. The heat was unbearable, and the deafening sound of cicadas filled the air.
My calm demeanor seemed to bring him back to reality. He suddenly remembered his purpose today. He wanted to see for Daniel what kind of woman Frances was, despite having her by his side for over a decade.
Nicholas's expression shifted rapidly, and the redness in his eyes gradually faded.
He caught up with me and said, "You've put on a little weight. That's good. Take care of yourself."
"Thank you. I will." I walked swiftly ahead of him, coldly putting space between us.
I had already purchased a flight ticket to leave the country right after the trial. I didn't spare him another glance, although this might be the last time we ever saw each other. Yet, he deliberately sat next to me after I took my seat.
His dark eyes felt like a massive net. No matter how much distance I tried to create between us, I couldn't escape the desire he made no effort to hide.
Douglas noticed my discomfort and switched seats with me. I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Frances confessed to her crimes without hesitation. Nicholas had likely conducted his own investigation during this time, so everything proceeded smoothly.
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