Chapter 41

Roman didn't come back to his house for three days, a decision I was grateful for because I wasn't sure how to face him now that he plagued my dreams like a fucking disease after that stupid kiss.

I never should have let it happen, most especially before I made a bet that I wouldn't bail on this farce.

The opening of the department stores was in two days, and I had no idea how I was going to walk into that place, hand in hand with a man I could not face.

“Is there something bothering you, Miss Amelia?” Trenton asked as he handed me a glass of water and sat on the stool next to me.

I met the man's kind eyes and forced a smile.

“Not really…” I muttered, staring down my fiddling fingers. A bad habit I had when something was bothering me.

No doubt, Trenton knew me well enough to know as well.

“Actually…” I turned to look at Trenton with a curious gaze, “I do have a question,”

Trenton nodded.

“Why are you here?” I asked, “I mean, how did you end up being the Wellin