Raine Sullivan's gaze followed his figure, watching his indifferent back turned against her, her brows furrowed.
She ate the food on her plate in silence and returned to the hotel after one.
The two returned to their respective rooms.
Ethan Laurent's room and Raine Sullivan's room were only separated by a wall. Raine lay on the bed, quietly staring at the wall between the two, unable to fall asleep.
Ethan Laurent was to her like these two rooms, seemingly close yet with an eternal wall blocking between them.
Raine was very aware that over the years, she hadn't even walked through his heart!
Raine tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
Thinking about Summer Ford and Ethan Laurent made it even harder.
She had spent so many years trying to get close to Ethan Laurent but never succeeded. Why could that woman surpass her?
...
Back home.
Summer Ford had been frantically handling Rousseau's affairs these past few days.
