Love’s Cunning Ruse

Chapter 35

The hard impact sent Julie’s head smashing into the steering wheel, her forehead hit the horn hard, causing a piercing sound.

Ignoring the wound on her forehead, Julie quickly lifted her head. This was Adeline’s Ferrari!

Julie unbuckled her seat belt, opened the car door, and hastily checked the damage to both vehicles.

She couldn’t believe that the car she had hit was a black Rolls Royce Phantom Pinnacle Travel Collector’s Edition.

Talk about bad luck!

Julie’s heart dropped like a stone.

She took a deep breath. The car in front had already rolled down the window; now she could only rely on her sincerity to win sympathy.

With that thought, a bitter smile squeezed onto Julie’s face as she approached cautiously and went around to the driver’s side.

However, when she saw that the driver was Karl, Julie fell apart.

Her first instinct was to run.

already recognized her and politely called out. “Ms. Abraham?”

was in

take home. The reason she had chosen to rent a house here was to avoid bumping into him, since even seeing

the way, today, she inevitably bumped into him, or

the window, Karl kindly reminded her. “I’ll

stood there dumbfounded, only when Karl dialed the number did

someone else’s car to hit me, Joyce, you’ve really done it this time.” Kieran took the

dark night was like a fine, aged red wine and was soothing

Kieran. He was wearing her favorite white shirt, and his handcrafted Italian shoes shined brightly; only his usually meticulous hair looked a bit

neck, then casually closed the car door

of alcohol overwhelmed

drunk, and this was the first time Julie had ever seen him like

man with astonishing self–control and tolerance for alcohol. Julie had known him for many years

him drunk.

getting drunk, he softly called

was greater than heartbreak, and fading love was most

stand looking at Kieran like this, so she turned to look at Karl and said, “This car isn’t mine; I’ll call the

come over!”