THE CEO'S SECRET BRIDE

how hard I tried, even when

too calm, too composed. He didn't even try to d

telling the truth. I really

I said to myself trying t

hy was he hiding them? And why did I se

rubbing my

realized I needed to talk to someone. So

one who supported me when I had nothing. He even convinced me to

something inside me whisper

wasn't going to find the

phone and sen

, are y

s later, my

u? Always. W

meet? I n

urse. My pl

. Going to his apartment might feel too perso

at Joe's Lounge

See yo

if I was scared or just about to step into s

***

arrived, sitting in our usual booth with a cup of co

up and pulling me into a hug.

haky breath.

looked at me. "Te

. "I found something," I said quietl

idn't change. "W

n I had always told Fred everything from the beginning b

me the key himself but never told me what it was

ot serious. "

ng involved in my father's case. Carson caught me before I could read anything

rward. "Did he

exactly. He just told

Then he asked, "Are you sure

firmly. "I kno

ke anything? No pi

ly had time to react b

muttered und

hy do you sound lik

quickly. "It's just

ing fe

to storm into Carson's office, demanding answer

hinking inste

deciding wha

now something I

now nothing" H

ut the pictures? And why do you

tion," he said quickly. "Annabelle, you

k he's be

know. But you need to kee

ied hi

e right things, but

my life, I wasn't sure

t terri

p. My conversation with Fred kept replaying in my head, it

es? And why did it feel like he already knew what I was talking abou

ed outside for a walk. The streets were quiet, only a few cars passing by. I tur

fancy restaurant, talking to someone and

Fred doing with Ca

th a serious expression while Fred just kept nodding and nodding. After a few

ere in shock, not sure if I was to move or not. But righ

mistake of my life. Fred i