Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 156

Cecilia’s tone was laced with a hint of probing.

I brushed it off, “My foot’s all good, thanks for your concern.”

Cecilia paused, clearly not in a hurry to leave. Instead, she chimed in, “You know, it takes a good hundred days to recover from bone and muscle injuries. Let me help you upstairs.”

I thought my words were distant enough, but Cecilia insisted on tagging along. I figured she had something else on her mind, so I didn’t refuse.

But when she stepped into my standard room, I couldn’t help but notice her eyes betraying a flicker of a different emotion. I’d seen that look plenty of times before it meant she was looking down on something.

And fair enough, she was staying in the famed thatched cottage in the mountains, where even at the low end, a night’s stay would cost seven or eight hundred during peak season. That was worlds apart from my twenty or thirty a night digs.

“Sorry to make you cringe, Director Irwin.” I kept my tone even, “I’m back now, so I won’t keep you.”

“It’s not that, Xaviera; I didn’t mean anything by it.” Cecilia waved her hands, nervously explaining, “I just feel a bit sorry for you. But don’t worry, as soon as I get back, I’ll talk to Hogan and get you sorted with a decent place for tonight.”

on her face as she said this, making it hard to tell if she was

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tried to sound casual, “I get where you’re coming

I was worried. Worried that one more second of looking at her would reveal the annoyance

leave for a good while. Seeing her awkwardly stand there, I

clothes and glanced at me before stammering

frowned slightly, puzzled, and looked at Cecilia, “What thing?”

said, “You know, the thing about getting the info of the time and place for Mr. Abbott’s

blank, as if a bomb had gone off in my head. It took a few seconds before I

brief moment of thought, I came to a conclusion –

told Cecilia about the shady business of trying to make me betray a friend for gain! A secret

each person who knew it, and Hogan was no doubt aware of

Cecilia stared at me, a trace of

an hour almost passed,

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