Chapter 98

By all logic, if Timothy had really seen a woman that beautiful before, she would have been unforgettable. How could he have only a vague, blurry impression and forgotten where they met? Timothy scratched the back of his head. And suddenly, a familiar face flashed through his mind. Wasn't she the bride at Gavin's wedding he attended years ago? She was the daughter of the Whitman family, and if he remembered correctly, her name was Giselle. Rumor had it that she had angered both her father and husband half a year ago and was locked away in a psychiatric hospital for six months. But it was all hearsay, so Timothy never mentioned it to anyone. But that wasn't even the real issue here. The real problem was, why was Reagan holding another man's wife in his arms? The most eligible bachelor had finally fallen for a woman, only for her to be someone's wife. Timothy cleared his throat lightly. "Reagan, come out for a second." Reagan frowned, stepped outside, and looked straight at him.