Chapter 192
Justin glanced steadily at Edith, studying her for a moment.
She caught his gaze and lifted her brows gently, her eyes silently asking if something was on his mind.
“I’m taking Edith with me,” he said, before ending the call.
Only then did Edith ask, “Where are we going?”
“To Southborough. There’s a wedding.”
The Hawksley family had two main branches–one settled in Northcrest, the other in Southborough.
Edith was still a little anxious about meeting the Southborough relatives for the first
time.
Nervously, she asked, “Is there anything I should prepare?”
Justin reached over and covered her hand with his, his touch reassuring. “No need. Just be yourself. As long as you’re with me, that’s all I want.”
His warmth seeped through her skin, and Edith felt her worries ease.
The night before they left for Southborough, Justin was stuck in meetings at the firm.
until late.
Not knowing how long the trip would last, he had made sure every detail at work was taken care of before they left.
Meanwhile, Edith had finished her shower early and stood hesitantly in front of the mirror, trying on the outfits Lauren had rushed over for her–putting one on, taking it off, then trying another, unable to decide.
She was still wavering when she finally slipped into one of the dresses, only to hear footsteps moving through the bedroom.
Justin was home, and now it was too late to change…
“Edith?”
His voice called out, searching for her through the quiet
Instinctively, Edith ducked behind the bathroom door
Justin caught a glimpse of movement in the crack and, had he not known Edith’s
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silhouette so well, he might have thought an intruder had broken in.
He frowned, concern and confusion threading through his low voice. “Edith, what’s wrong? Why are you hiding?”
His footsteps drew closer and closer, making Edith’s heart race wildly. She glanced down and caught a glimpse of bare, pale skin.
These outfits… they were all so revealing. It was enough to make her blush from head
to toe.
She began to worry–was the one Lauren had picked out too daring? Would Justin
think she was… too much?
Nervous, Edith clutched the door, not letting him see her.
Justin tugged at the door, then let out a low, teasing laugh. “Mrs. Hawksley, you’re surprisingly strong for someone so intent on hiding. Mind telling me why?”
By now, Justin had put the pieces together.
What he’d glimpsed through the crack in the door was more than enough to guess what was going on.
Edith’s slender fingers were white–knuckled on the edge of the door, but her grip was slipping.
With just a gentle pull, Justin opened the door to reveal Edith–standing there, all curves and allure.
He’d suspected, but seeing her like this made his breath catch all the same.
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