Chapter 210

Dashiell let his hand fall to his side. ‘There… there was something on your hair.’ It was a pathetic excuse, and they both knew it. She glared at him. ‘Elodie,’ he rasped. ‘I… I’ve missed you. When I heard about the plane going down, I was… devastated.’ Elodie felt a prickle of something akin to sympathy. ‘Thank you for your concern,’ she said, her voice laced with a polite standoffishness. ‘But as I said, I’m perfectly fine now. Perhaps we could get back to discussing the plot of land?’ Dashiell pressed on. ‘These past few weeks, I haven’t fared much better than you, Elodie. The thought of you… lost… I considered flying out there to look for you myself, but…’ Elodie pursed her lips. ‘I see. Thank you, again.’ Dashiell took a deep breath, his eyes locking onto hers. ‘I think our divorce might have been a bit too hasty.’ The words hit Elodie like a rogue wave. She stared at him, speechless. So she was right; he hadn’t come here for business. ‘The divorce was the stupidest thing I’ve eve