Unlock the content CLICK HERE TO WATCH THE casting dappled patterns across the room. Eliza sat quietly on the bed, knees hugged to her chest, her gaze distant as if the world around her didn't exist.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe sound of the door and footsteps brought her back, her eyes finding Dillon, "Dillon?" "How are you feeling?" Dillon moved closer, concern and respect in his eyes.
Eliza nodded slightly, "Much better." "I'm here to let you know, I've got a handle on the Manuel situation. I'll take care of it, so don't stress." Eliza blinked, a sense of calm returning to her eyes. She nodded, a hint of relief washing over her. "Thank you, Dillon." "Of course." He looked down for a moment, then asked, "Any plans for what's next? If you need somewhere peaceful to recover, I can help arrange that." "No, I'm planning on going to France." She was upfront with Dillon.
Dillon was a bit taken aback, "France?"
"With Manuel in Falconridge, I can't relax. Even if this settles, what if I another Manuel pops up? I can't I m handle that. So, I think... it's best I go abroad. I'll cback after the baby's born."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe couldn't guess the number of enemies Casper might have, visible or not. That was he reasoning. She didn't care if others got it. Right now, she just wanted to safely bring her baby into the world. "Honestly, you'd be safe at Welton Estate too," he said earnestly.
Eliza shook her head. They were divorced; staying there didn't make sense. With what identity, what fight? Wouldn'tseeing her daily, pregnant with Casper's child, just deepen Audrey's sadness? It wouldn't be good for anyone. "I've made my decision." The phone on the table buzzed. Eliza glanced at it, seeing an unfamiliar number. She wasn't one to pick up calls from strangers and casually ended the call.
Dillon didn't push, nodding, "Understood."