Burn the Marriage, Keep the Crown

Chapter 281

However, this time, it really did seem like Cynthia Lynwood had only come to warn her.

Serena drove around for a long while, but nothing happened.

Still, she couldn't shake the unease.

Better safe than sorry.

She gave her car a thorough check, making sure everything was in order before finally pulling out onto the road.

...

Hotel.

When Frederick Foster stepped into the suite, he almost wondered if he'd gotten the wrong room.

The place was pitch-black-there wasn't a single light on.

Only the faint glow from the hallway let him barely make out Aaron sitting in the living room.

He flicked on the lights.

Suddenly, the room was awash in brightness.

But the figure on the couch didn't move an inch. He just sat there, utterly still, as if he'd turned to stone.

immediately caught the

"What's going on

sat slumped forward, apparently

no choice, Frederick reached out and

made contact, Aaron jerked away

"Don't touch me!"

and

was closer, he could see

Frederick pulled

"No."

on, you're obviously not

eyes were dull with exhaustion, there was

phone, muttering, "Fine, have it your way. No need to bite my head

again and drained another glass of red wine

of how many times he'd seen Aaron drink himself

have started ever since Serena left Alderburg and

flies away, she'll find out the world isn't as perfect as it seems and then she'll come back to you? What's wrong-has your songbird

to

before he could finish, Aaron slammed the bottle down on the

with a bang.

just about leapt

Aaron for years.

said about Aaron's temper Frederick

nerve, Aaron rarely