Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right

When realization dawned upon Franklin, he rushed to the window, his heart pounding as he leaned out to peer into the distance.

The endless sea stretched before him, tranquil and undisturbed.

If anyone had jumped, they would have vanished into the vast, unfathomable depths below.

Domenic’s hand clenched into a tight fist, his eyes blazing a furious red as he fixed his unwavering gaze on Jordan.

“Now that the truth has been revealed, you are free to go.

”

Jordan’s heart trembled when he saw the fiery hatred burning in Domenic’s eyes.

Domenic’s current demeanor was unsettlingly reminiscent of his escape from the asylum years ago, emitting a chilling, malevolent aura that sent shivers down Jordan’s spine.

Jordan had hoped to seize this moment to convince Domenic to give up on Lindsey once and for all.

But now, with Hendrix missing and no evidence of what had happened between him and Lindsey, she had once again slipped through their fingers.

Frustration gnawed at Jordan as he clenched his teeth in vexation.

He had never felt so utterly defeated.

Despite his numerous attempts to get rid of Lindsey, she always managed to elude him.

Feeling increasingly embarrassed, he cleared his throat and spoke tentatively, “Domenic, I have misunderstood.

All I wanted was what’s best for you.

Let her eat the breakfast once she wakes up.

”

He then subtly signaled Franklin, who was standing by the window.

Understanding the signal, Franklin walked to the door and peered out to find a gathering of guests.

With a dismissive wave, he ushered them away.

“Please leave everyone.

Let’s not disturb Miss Stewart.

”

“Why on earth is she still in bed? Why hasn’t she woken up with all these people around?”

“It’s already so late.

Doesn’t she have any sense of decorum?”

“Hush, keep it down.

Don’t let Domenic hear you.

”

The guests murmured amongst themselves as they exited the room.

Once everyone dispersed, Domenic carefully eased Lindsey onto the bed, tucking her snugly beneath the blanket.

Her unusually deep sleep raised suspicions.

Perhaps she had been drugged, he guessed.

Moving to the open window, he drew back the curtain and gazed out, his expression cold as ice.

As he closed his eyes slowly, a pained furrow creased his brow.

He harbored a strong suspicion that Hendrix had jumped out of the window to safeguard Lindsey’s reputation.

Domenic had long sensed his grandfather’s reluctance to accept Lindsey.

It now appeared the entire charade was orchestrated to engineer this very situation.

If she and his confidant had been caught together, he would have been enraged enough to make him give up on her.

At the same time, it would eliminate his trusted aide, giving his grandpa more control over him.

It was a clever scheme to achieve two goals with one move.

However, his grandpa overlooked one crucial detail.

Hendrix would rather die than betray him.