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Chapter Nineteen

Author: H.K
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-22 16:06:43

Isabelle slowly looked up.

A tall figure stood before her, his back to the streetlight and the headlights of his car. The glow was not bright however and only caught the edges of his face. But it was enough for her to see the sharp bridge of his nose, the clean line of his jaw, and the faint glint in his eyes when he looked down at her. His features weren’t clear, but even in the dim light, there was a steadiness in his bearing that she recognized at once.

When she didn’t answer right away, the man’s voice came. “Mrs. Torres?”

Isabelle’s breath caught—it really was him. She hesitated, then called softly, almost to confirm it wasn’t her mind playing tricks.

She blinked. “…Mr. Thorne?”

“It’s me.” His gaze lingered on her, unreadable in the dark. “Are you not cold sitting there?”

Isabelle quickly stood up. The truth was that the damp air had already seeped through her dress, raising goosebumps along her arms, but pride stiffened her spine. Perhaps she didn’t want him to see that s
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