CHAPTER 69 MY INSTINCTS NEVER LIE

Helen knew that if she followed him she would look like a child tagging along after him. She wanted to scream in anger but she couldn't. She wanted to cry but it would be too obvious. James was waiting for her reaction. She tried to smile and wave it off but her lips only trembled.

“Have you had the opportunity to take a tour around Lord Davin's garden, Helen? They are quite beautiful and you could pass time while waiting for him to come around.” James said, trying to distract her from the present.

I don't believe I have, James.” Helen replied with a bit of reluctance but accepted his kind gesture.

James walked with her out to the garden, where she sat on a stone bench next to six-foot high stone urns filled with trees and vines.

“Here.” James handed her his handkerchief.

“I'm not crying.” She said, raising her face to meet his.

“I know. See it as Grace's beautiful face, do with it to the extent your anger allows.” He said, turning to greet a passer-by. He propped his foot on the