On the Ruins of His Regret I Soar novel Chapter 47

“No, it’s not that,” Jessica explained quickly. “My daughter is sick. I need to take care of her.”

George remained silent, his gaze intense.

For some reason, Jessica felt the need to explain further. “Once she’s better, we’ll continue to discuss the divorce.”

He slowly met her eyes, his look as deep and dark as a summer night. “You’ll come back?”

A bitter smile touched her lips. “I have nowhere else to go. You were kind enough to offer me a place. Of course I’ll come back.”

“Good,” he said.

Jessica glanced back at the police station. “I assume Mr. George helped out with the police. I know he did it as a favor to you, but please thank him for me.”

George gave a slight nod. “Need a ride?”

They were past the point of formality. Jessica got in without hesitation, buckling her seatbelt. “Don’t you have to work?” she asked curiously.

George turned the wheel, pulling out into traffic. “I was injured recently. Mr. George was generous and gave me a month off.”

That explained why he seemed to be everywhere. Jessica found herself wondering about his job. The Smiths had bodyguards, but none of them had George’s presence or quiet intensity. Lance had once told her that the best bodyguards were unmemorable, people who blended into the background. George was the exact opposite. His work couldn't possibly be as dull as she imagined.

The more she looked at him, the less he seemed like a bodyguard. He was too handsome, his bearing too refined. She wondered if he was the long-lost son of some wealthy family.

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