Estelle shook her head decisively. “I can’t.” Lambert was urgent, his voice edged with desperation. “I blurted out my feelings that day; it was hasty and insincere. Please, let me say it again properly. I care about you, Estelle, from Stella to Estelle, it’s always been you. I’ll talk to my father and call off the arranged marriage. I only want you as my wife!” He pledged fervently, “I’ve lived recklessly in the past, and unfortunately, you’ve seen that side of me. I’m sorry and filled with regret, but I promise, it won’t happen again. I’ll be loyal to you, and I’ll give you everything I have. I hope you’ll stay and spend your life with me.” Estelle frowned. “I’m in love with someone

peacekeeping mission, he’d put her on a pedestal, always following her shadow. When he thought she’d “died,” his grief and despair sank him into a deep depression. It wasn’t until he’d built a memorial chapel and enshrined her name there, visiting daily to talk to her, that he began to recover from his pain. Now, learning she was alive and thinking there was hope again, he found out she had someone else, and they were already married. And that man, so strong, so in love with her, didn’t even leave Lambert with a chance to compete. It felt like he was a joke! “Born into the Brennan family, an heir and the future head of the

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