It turned out that getting this cold, distant man to change wasn't so difficult after all.
Alexander also set down his utensils and handed her a napkin. "Wipe your mouth."
Danielle took it and dabbed her lips. "I've left the file here. Don't forget to sign it," she said, standing up.
"Alright," Alexander nodded, his gaze fixed on her. "I'll have Nash see you out."
"No need, I can find my own way," she said with a wave, turning and leaving the office.
The moment she was gone, Alexander let out a slow breath and sank back onto the sofa, rubbing his brow. Just then, Nash came in and noticed his boss's demeanor, frowning slightly.
"What's wrong? You don't look well."
Alexander didn't answer.
"Was it Chief Engineer Crawford? Did she..." Nash began.
Alexander shook his head. "She seems to know a lot of things."
His feelings were a mess, uncertain and adrift. If she was determined to do something, he knew he couldn't refuse her. If she used hurting herself as leverage, he'd have no choice but to give in.
"That might not be a bad thing," Nash offered. He had been a bystander to their tangled relationship for years. Why did two people who clearly loved each other have to create so many obstacles? They could have had a good life together. And now, Danielle was the one taking the first step.
"She doesn't seem to care about many of those things anymore, Mr. Davidson. There's no need for you to keep holding onto them. If she herself has let it go, your insistence on dwelling on the past will only hurt her in a different way."
VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABEL
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell