Varden sat with his elbow on his knees as he waited for Bella to pour him a cup of coffee in the kitchen. Due to the rukus, he had dismissed all the staff in the house, and had asked Leonard not let anyone near the house. He didn’t want rumor leaking, but there was no guarantee that the altercation with Elizabeth earlier hadn’t already gotten to the butchers.
Varden didn’t agree with Bella’s advice to let Lexie be on her own, while he gave her space and time. No. He was the kind of person who straightened out issues when they were still hit and straight outta the ovens.
But he had relented, as Lexie also didn’t want to talk to him. Which sucked like hell. He was prepared to tell her the whole truth about his sham of a wedding, which he believed wasn’t even going to take place. She need
