The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Ronald couldn't believe his ears when she accepted his offer with a light laugh, "Alright then."

After they returned to the room, Kari handed Ronald one of the suites.

Growing up, times were tough for them.

They often shared a room, with Ronald on the bunk bed below and Kari on the top.

As Ronald grew older and the differences between genders became more pronounced, he moved into the storeroom for privacy.

Kari wasn't exactly comfortable being alone with men.

But Ronald had a knack for reading people and always knew how to keep things appropriate.

After freshening up, he changed into a pair of light grey jeans and a casual shirt, taking Kari downstairs.

The hotel boasted its own diner, filled with a dazzling array of dishes.

Kari had a boundless affection for good food.

Ronald trailed behind her, perfectly in step.

sight, drawing many an admiring

collected, his attention was solely on Kari, making it clear she

by the culinary delights, Kari stood before the food counter,

watched on, a slight smile playing on his

"Kari?"

male voice cut through the

of thought derailed as she looked up

had vanished from the

ever so slightly before she casually grabbed some

and Kari broke up a long time ago. It's best if

yet you still wormed your way in—" "Nathan, if you could've made things right, made your father face the consequences, perhaps Kari might have given you another

palpable. "But you couldn't,

picked up some

let out a

see

forgive what happened. They

sat by the window, and Ronald joined

"Kari, are you okay?"

of her juice, her gaze clear

long moved