As I looked at him, a wave of guilt suddenly came over me.
Ten years ago, the Bennett and Blake families had arranged a marriage between us. At eighteen, I had been Adrian Blake's fiancée.
But I fell in love with a young entrepreneur from the South—Nathan Carter.
For him, I ran away from the engagement.
The night before the engagement party, I climbed out a window, leaving only a letter behind. It contained just two words.
"I'm sorry."
Afterward, my father publicly disowned me. My mother cried over the phone for the entire night.
I followed Nathan to this city, concealed my identity, cut off every connection to my past, and became "Evelyn Bennett, the orphan."
I thought Adrian would hate me. I thought he would never want to see me again.
"You... don't hate me?" I lowered my head,
