Lianne lifted her gaze and looked ahead. "Your blind date is here."
Holding her ice cream, she gave up her seat and moved to the adjacent table to watch Sophie Sheridan's blind date from the sidelines.
Lianne lowered her dark lashes, her gaze vacant as she stared at the melting ice cream.
Thinking of the black Bentley she'd seen at the teahouse entrance just moments ago, an indescribable sense of irritation churned within her.
One car, two people.
Lianne had no interest in possessing others, nor did she want to be possessed.
But this past month of giving Seth Sinclair the cold shoulder… 'Let's just call it a cold war.'
Lianne was startled to realize that she didn't actually want anyone else to have Seth Sinclair.
'He'd better be telling the truth about not having an ex-girlfriend.'
'And no other women, either.'
'If she found out he was lying, she might just kill him.'
「In the teahouse.」
