PART 2: A Stranger Let Me Sleep on His Shoulder—Then My Ex-Husband Found Me Before the Plane Even Landed -035

I looked at him.

For a billionaire, it was an unexpectedly ordinary piece of advice.

He seemed to read that thought.

“I’m not offering to solve your divorce, Elena.”

Heat rose in my cheeks.

“I didn’t think you were.”

“I know.” His voice softened. “But given who I am, people sometimes assume help comes with control attached. I don’t want you wondering.”

Before I could answer, the plane stopped.

Everyone stood immediately, because apparently humanity had agreed that remaining seated for an additional ninety seconds was unbearable.

Adrian stayed where he was.

So did I.

A flight attendant approached.

“Mr. Prescott?”

Adrian nodded.

“We’re ready for you.”

He turned to me.

“My car can take you wherever you’re going.”

“That’s not necessary.”

“It’s also not a favor you’ll owe me for.”

“I barely know you.”

“True.”

“And you’re apparently being followed by people with camera phones.”

5 thoughts on “PART 2: A Stranger Let Me Sleep on His Shoulder—Then My Ex-Husband Found Me Before the Plane Even Landed -035”

  1. As much as I enjoy reading, I'm not a big fan of unfinished stores. Why bother starting something you don't intend to finish. Tired of the games, ads etc.

  2. I like stories; however I am tired of not having the end of the story. It wastes my time. I have very little time to read. FRUSTRSATING!!!!

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