Burn Me Once Burn With Me (Ruby Grayson) novel Chapter 451

There was a scar on her face, so faint that you’d only spot its pale outline if you were close enough to notice.

A sudden ache twisted in Fanny’s chest. She couldn’t help feeling a pang of heartache.

Lifting her hand, Fanny let her cool fingertips rest gently on Ruby’s cheek.

“Have you forgotten what he did to you? This scar… you got it in prison, didn’t you? And because of who?”

Fanny gritted her teeth, her voice tinged with frustration and disappointment, as if wishing Ruby would finally learn her lesson.

She stared straight at Ruby. “Do you know why I’ve always tried to set you up with Garrison Cloud? Maybe there’s a bit of an age gap, but I’ve seen firsthand how he treats you. Whatever happens, you can’t let Cassian’s sudden pangs of regret make you soften your heart.”

Meeting Fanny’s gaze, Ruby felt warmth bloom inside her.

Unable to resist, she leaned in and gave Fanny a gentle hug. “Don’t worry. I’m not going back.”

It was a promise, simple and solemn.

Fanny reached out, gently pushing Ruby back so she could look into her eyes.

Right now, Ruby’s skin was smooth and pale as porcelain, her dark eyes framed by long lashes—gentle, but unwavering.

Seeing her determination, Fanny finally let out a sigh of relief.

“As long as you’re sure.” She patted Ruby’s shoulder, visibly reassured, but then seemed to remember something else, her tone turning earnest again. “But, Sylas Cunningham may not be the right man either. He’s still Cassian’s nephew, after all.”

Fanny’s worry showed in her eyes as she looked at Ruby.

She’d worked on countless divorce cases and, as a woman herself, she knew all too well the pain and scars a failed marriage could leave behind.

“We’re just friends,” Ruby replied, a faint smile on her lips. She rubbed her brow, pretending to be tired, and leaned back against the cushioned seat, closing her eyes to rest.

Fanny recognized the sign and sensibly fell silent.

“Excuse me, is there a delay? Shouldn’t we have arrived by now?”

Suddenly, a man’s voice broke the quiet—a little awkward in its pronunciation of the local language, but clear and melodic, like a spirit from the heart of the woods.

Fanny’s ears pricked up; the voice sounded oddly familiar. She looked up, and her pupils widened in surprise.

Sitting diagonally across from them was a man who looked as if he’d stepped out of some enchanted realm: skin porcelain pale, eyes a vivid, dazzling blue—like two rare Paraiba tourmalines. His features were striking, with a chiseled nose and sharp jaw, but his whole presence radiated a softness that put people at ease.

That’s…

Fanny’s mouth fell open, unable to hide her astonishment and delight.

“You know him?”

Ruby, sensing the change in Fanny’s mood, opened her eyes and followed her gaze.

Even she, who was used to being surrounded by handsome men, found herself momentarily captivated by the stranger’s ethereal aura.

Verify captcha to read the contentVerify