Secret Admiration: Finding True Love After Prison

Chapter 11 Having a Concussion

The rain made it hard for Dalton to see clearly, and before he could make out the license plate, the car drove away.

Lydia caught up with him, umbrella in hand. "Dalton, what's wrong?"

He turned back to her, and she quickly held the umbrella over him, leaving herself exposed to the rain. In that moment, he saw a flash of Meryl's old selflessness in her actions. Meryl used to do such things, too.

Shaking his head, he thought, "Why am I thinking about Meryl? I don't even love her."

Seeing Lydia shivering, he took off his jacket and draped it over her shoulders.

"Do you think Meryl is really serious about calling off the engagement?" she asked quietly.

"Not a chance," Dalton said, pulling her closer.

"Meryl's just trying to get my attention. She can't stay away from me for long."

"But she seemed so angry tonight," Lydia murmured, biting her lip. "Maybe you should call her and see where she went?"

shook his head dismissively. "There's no need. She'll

the one

the one to reach out, no matter who was

the one who always apologized, and he was used

weather was ominous

making it

unconscious woman and spoke softly, "Ms. Stone has a concussion. The doctor said. she might need to stay in the

as he kept his

continued, "Her ankle was cut by porcelain shards. The treatment was delayed, so the scar might be permanent, but the bone is fine." Chandler's face was unreadable, but the cold

looking frail and defeated. Though her soaked clothes

pale

must have hurt

decided against it, not wanting to affect Meryl. "Mr. Paltrow is still waiting for you," Walter reminded him softly, checking

I'm not

by the bed. "I'm

about to say something when Chandler's phone

in her sleep, and stepped

leaving without a word? People will think you got whisked away by a woman." Chandler smirked. "Well, I did.