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!

place. Five years ago, she and Kieran had lived in a villa in

she was returning to the Noblewood Retreat, dressed

motorbike.

address, and surprisingly found that her bike was parked right in front of the villa where she and Kieran had

hand was for

sweat, stood in stark contrast to the

didn’t even know what made her stand there. If she knew before that she would be delivering to this place, she probably wouldn’t have

was at the end of this month, about a week away.

finally paid off? Were she and Kieran finally going to form a happy

bag, slightly whitened from the force. She felt a

breath, turned around, and chucked all the coffees into the trash bin. She really wasn’t in

walked towards her motorbike, just

scream came

over with the motorbike on top of

she could react, she heard a heavy

was a heavy object falling to the ground.