James Horne hurried downstairs, intent on explaining to his elder brother. He didn't want the family fortune, nor did he want Rebecca Hughes. Yes, he loved Julia, and he loved his brother. However, his once-improper feelings for his brother had gradually transformed into deep respect, while only his love for Julia remained undiminished. He knew he shouldn't continue to love her, but matters of the heart weren't as simple as choosing to love or not.
His love for his brother and sister-in-law had persisted for so many years. Even if he forced himself to let go, he wouldn't be able to do so quickly, not to mention...
He had only walked a few steps when he saw his elder brother affectionately and tenderly lift Julia Bluen into his arms and walk away. Instantly, his legs felt as heavy as if filled with lead, and his gaze dimmed.
Only when that affectionate, picture-perfect couple disappeared from his sight did he suddenly return to his senses.
