Nanny hoped that after this lesson, the woman would wisen up—and that she'd finally realize Adrian was her only way out.
"What about Yennifer?" Lana Rose asked.
Nanny shook his head. He could tell she hadn't taken a single word of his advice to heart. "You'd do better to worry about yourself."
With that, he left as well.
Lana Rose sat on the floor, her pale face twisted with resentment. Her hands clenched into tight fists, nails digging so hard into her palms they nearly broke the skin.
Xavier, why are you so cruel to me?
You've already divorced her. Why are you still standing up for her? Why punish me so ruthlessly for her sake? Could it be that you truly have feelings for her?
A desolate graveyard flashed through her mind, and a shudder ran down her spine. No—she wouldn't go back
