Remarriage Failed Again Today

Chapter 369: Chapter 366: Wife, Don’t Leave Me 2

As he watched, Annabelle Linton laughed yet again. It was the kind of laugh she couldn’t suppress, and her expression was incredibly animated.

Leona Grant stared fixedly at Annabelle Linton, the fire in his heart flaring up once more!

’When has she ever smiled at me like that?!’

’When has she ever smiled at me like that, huh?!’

He told himself over and over not to be pathetic, not to go over to her, not to ask for trouble.

But for fuck’s sake, that only worked if he didn’t keep running into her!

Leona Grant felt so drained.

He took a deep breath, his fingers gripping the cup so tightly his knuckles turned white. He irritably lifted it for a drink, but was too furious to even swallow a single sip. Then, he slammed it back onto the table with a THUD.

Annabelle Ainsworth, sitting across from him, jumped in surprise. Following his gaze, she saw Annabelle Linton, her face radiant with a smile.

A smile played on Annabelle Linton’s lips, making her delicate features all the more striking.

Most of the women in the coffee shop were looking at their table, while most of the men were looking at Annabelle Linton’s.

For the next half an hour, Leona Grant stared intently at Annabelle Linton, his expression growing darker and darker.

During that half an hour, Annabelle Linton had smiled at the man eight times and spoken to him twenty-seven times—fifteen long conversations and twelve short ones. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Finally, with her last laugh, Leona Grant lost his composure.

He completely lost it, getting up and striding toward Annabelle Linton.

’He was done pretending. What was the point of the act?’

’He’d been sitting here, stewing in his anger, while that woman’s laughter grew happier with each passing moment. And he was supposed to just keep up the act?’

Seeing Leona Grant about to leave, Annabelle Ainsworth felt a little awkward. "Mr. Grant, about our business today..."

Leona Grant took two steps, then shot her a sidelong glance. He frowned and said irritably, "Don’t waste your time on me. There’s already someone I love."

With that, he walked toward Annabelle Linton.

The person sitting with Annabelle Linton was a senior from her university—the very same groom from the wedding in Nordmark.

He was in Celestia on a business trip and wanted to catch up with her and Aaron Wyatt. However, Aaron Wyatt’s work had him flying all over the world, so he wasn’t around.

Annabelle Linton and her senior were reminiscing about the past, mostly telling embarrassing stories about each other, and they both couldn’t help but laugh.

The senior looked at Annabelle Linton and sighed wistfully. "Time really flies. Back then, we were still in college, and now we’re all either working or married. Speaking of which, how are things between you and Aaron? When are you two getting married?"

Well...

Annabelle Linton thought for a moment, then said ambiguously, "We’re..."

SCRAPE— Just as Annabelle Linton was about to speak, Leona Grant walked up to her side, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

Annabelle Linton: "..."

She looked up at Leona Grant, who gave her a smile. Annabelle Linton was instantly struck with a bad feeling.

Leona Grant ignored Annabelle Linton’s icy expression and looked calmly at her senior. His voice was nonchalant as he said, "Don’t bother asking. They’re not getting married."

Annabelle Linton shot him a cool glance, her eyes filled with a warning. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Leona Grant chuckled.

’Trying to hide me, are you?’

’You don’t want anyone to know I exist, do you?’

’Fine.’

The senior looked at Leona Grant, then turned to Annabelle Linton in confusion. "Annabelle, this is?"

"He’s my cousin." Annabelle Linton, afraid that Leona Grant would stir up trouble, lied with a perfectly straight face.

Then she pinched Leona Grant’s waist in a silent threat.

Her senior didn’t know she had been married before.

She hadn’t planned on hiding it deliberately, but she certainly didn’t want him to find out by being caught red-handed like this.

Confessing was one thing; being caught was another entirely.

"Cousin?" Leona Grant chuckled. He smoothly grabbed her hand and placed it on his lap, saying meaningfully, "So, you like that title, huh."

Annabelle Linton: "..."