That night, Kingsly slept peacefully beside Rachel.
She lay on her side, gazing at him in the faint light that filtered in from the garden.
Even in the dim light, his face was still sharply defined and handsome.
She considered herself not someone who judged by appearances alone, so her love for him was not merely a result of being captivated by his good looks at first sight.
She didn't know why her heart had been so moved the moment she met him. It felt like, from that moment on, her heart beat only for him.
She had seen every act of kindness he showed to Hanna, which made her envious of Hanna and deepened her feelings for him.
If he hadn't planned his revenge four years ago, they might have missed each other entirely...
Yet, fate seemed determined to entangle them together.
But who said this outcome would be the best?
