Love’s Cunning Ruse

Chapter 2

Five years later.

At CozyBean Café.

A masculine voice broke the morning silence, “Joyce! Come here! Deliver this order to Noblewood

Retreat.”

“Mr. Sabri, my name is Julie Abraham,” Julie, dressed in her delivery uniform, a half–ponytail, replied with a warm smile on her face, looking at the middle–aged man in front of her.

The manager Sabri glanced at her dismissively, shoved a few cups of freshly–ground coffee into her hands, and said, “I don’t give a hoot about your name, just get these to this address. Here are the motorbike keys, drive carefully. If you crash, no big deal, but don’t wreck the bike.”

Julie took the coffee and the motorbike keys, then turned and left the café.

She’d been working at this café for almost five years. For the same time since she’d changed her name, yet the manager still couldn’t remember her new name correctly.

Julie shook her head with a smile, skillfully placed the coffee into the delivery box on the motorcycle, took a deep breath, and started the motorbike.

Noblewood Retreat!

she and Kieran had lived in a villa in Noblewood Retreat, living a carefree life of luxury.

the Noblewood Retreat, dressed in a delivery

motorbike.

She stopped the motorbike, looked down at the address, and surprisingly found that her

her hand was for this very villa.

with sweat, stood in stark contrast to the noble, beautiful pure white

that

wedding was at the

Kieran finally going to form a happy family with their

clutching the delivery bag, slightly whitened from the force.

the coffees into

Julie walked towards her motorbike, just

scream came

motorbike on top of her. The pain felt like

could react, she heard a

a heavy object falling to