Chapter 92

Gwen's POV

“What are you doing here?” I asked, perplexed.

Rickard was standing right in front of me. Meeting him coincidentally in Beverly Hills was acceptable, but him knocking on my door was absurd.

“Who is at the door Gwen?” Granny asked.

“Don't worry Granny, I will be with you soon” I said, before returning my gaze to Rickard.

"I would like to talk to you, Gwen," he said.

"How did you find out where I lived? And why are you even in Oklahoma?" I hurled a series of questions at him.

“Won't you at least invite me in”

“I am sorry, but I can't.” I spoke reluctantly. "Whatever you want to tell me, you can say it here," I added.

Rickard stood silently on my porch for a few seconds before finally speaking. "Let us go get some coffee then. Trust me, Gwen, this is for your own good.”

Rickard's insistence baffled me. But rather than following him around, I reasoned that it would be best to speak with him where I felt most comfortable.

I had to deal with his brother and Elena and it was now v