Never Forgive Never Forget (Celeste and Philip) novel Chapter 102

"Don't worry—I'll hire a nurse to look after you. You're safe here."

"No, Philip, please, I want to come with you. There's hardly any pollen in Celeste's office, and I just scraped my knee when I fell. I'm fine, really."

Viola had just propped herself up, her eyes wet and pleading, trying to win him over.

But Philip gently pushed her back down.

He couldn't shake the image of Viola gasping for air in his arms, her face pale and frightened. Old, terrible memories surged through him all at once.

Philip's expression darkened. "No. Until you've fully recovered, this hospital is your safe haven."

"But—"

"Viola, don't make me worry."

His eyes flashed a warning, and this time his hand held her firmly enough that she winced.

Viola pressed her lips together, understanding exactly what Philip feared. She didn't protest again.

Philip's sternness faded. Just then, a call came through from the Robertson Group, and he had no choice but to step out.

Herbert lingered behind, waiting for Philip so they could head home for dinner together.

Viola glared at him, frustrated beyond words.

Celeste hadn't come by today, and Philip had looked for her until his eyes nearly glazed over. If Philip went to see the Duncans now, a single glance from Celeste and he'd be right back under her spell.

Viola couldn't let that happen.

Suddenly, she spoke up.

"Mr. Duncan, as Celeste's father, you must know about her past with Philip, right?"

"Philip only values your family for your business acumen, nothing more. If you know what's good for you, you'll make sure Celeste keeps her distance from him."

Viola saw his reaction and finally relaxed a little. Celeste—your own father's standing in your way now. Let's see how you plan to rekindle things with Philip.

Each of them left with their own schemes.

Herbert left the hospital first and sent Celeste a message.

"I've been thinking, Cece, and I believe your analysis today was spot on."

"Come home for dinner tonight—we can talk more about the situation."

Celeste read the message, one eyebrow arching, then glanced out the window.

Irma followed her gaze, puzzled. "It's just a few birds, that's all."

Celeste smirked. "Nothing, just checking which side the sun's rising from today."

Herbert, actually asking for her opinion? That was a first.