Billionaire's Solace
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led to the highway, the winding drive-through trees with their leaves waving goodbye. When she reached
solate herself from people and hopefully forget her traumatic past. Although she hadn't fully
and secure in a big town with only over 10,000 people. The town has few grocery stores and only
. It was her second time, so she knew a little about the market. She buys her food
ick never fails. Farmers give her generous amounts of all fruits and vegetables. Most of the time, she gets
has a glowing fair complexion, and her eyes are deep and mysterious, hinting at the pain she's hid
e following day because it is memorable for him. She picked the fr
ables. Her food was scattered on the floor when a man hard-bumped her,
you," a man said as
man's hand and slid them into her basket. She gla
alked through these hefty people in the ma
d. By the way, my name
ting yourself in thi
ou can see, there are plenty of people, and it's tight in here. When I tri
ility and point the finger at others for your mis
her in. It's one of man's best features; his eyes spok
simply by one accident? M
Your choice of words right now is rather illuminating. You could
me glared, upset for making the ma
ople for what happened; I
m blind?" Helena
own; I'
her eyebrows. She picked the last
srespect. Although he knew he was wrong, he thought it was too much. "Do I de
oiletries she needed for a month, milk, bread flour, spices, and things that were
ply, heading to the counter with a shorter line. She recognized the
t she didn't care about how good his physique was. Her first impression of him was already bad for scattering her vegetable
lena gave him a stern stare and turned her back toward him. She preferre
as hit by a flyswatter. It was Daniel, Arthur's b
time and attention. Her day was ruined entir
nd forth to the town center and then went home, exhausted. After restocking her food in
r fans insist on getting their hands on her new book. Helena couldn't disappoint them as she loved her fans de
ok when she remembers the annoying face of the man in
," she vows to herself as she continues writing the charac
r of her new book. She did it fast, and the commotion i
ure until she hears a knock on her door. She was
the door is even l
be lost at nigh
est and peeked at the window first. Her eyes bulged a
t. The man met her sour face with a smile. He acted