Belle's POV
The days had been dragging on endlessly. My heart ached with the longing to see or at least talk to Zane. Since coming back home, I had been holed up inside the house and the most places I visit, I went were with the family driver.
And he was either taking me to and from work as if I were a child in need of constant supervision. Gradually my cup of tolerance was also coming to its end.
A loud knock on my office door broke my thoughts. I looked up to see Jane standing there, a smug look plastered across her face.
"What do you want, Jane?" I asked, trying to mask my irritation.
Jane had been acting like the queen of the Coast since I resumed the work. She kept on picking on the junior doctors, aids and children.
Jane's smirk widened. "I want you to get the f**k out of the
