Chapter 106
HAZEL
PRESENT TIME
To ensure my daughter’s safety, I agreed to temporarily live with Ravel until I am prepared to return to
Seattle. I have already made ns to depart this weekend with the hope of returningter. While I
believe I can manage matters from at distance, I still feel the need to be physically present in the office
to fully understand what’s happening.
As soon as we entered Ravel’s home, he suddenly stopped me by taking hold of my hand. “Would you
prefer to stay in the guest room, or would you feel morefortable in our bedroom?” he asked.
I looked at him quizzically. “You mean your bedroom?”
He winced at my choice of words. “Yes, I meant my bedroom.”
I shook my head and gracefully handed my bag to the housekeeper while discreetly scanning the area
for June. “Ravel, this is, your home,” I began, “and it wouldn’t be proper for me to take over your
bedroom. I’ll opt for one of the guest rooms.”
Ravel winced, as if my words had caused him some difort. “Very well,” he replied, “I’ll let you
freshen up while I prepare dinner. He handed Daisy over to me before heading toward the kitchen.
After refreshing both myself and Daisy with a warm shower, I joined Ravel in the dining room. He
handed me a ss of wine and volunteered to feed Daisy. I dly passed her over to him, well aware
of how yful yet stubborn she could be during mealtime.
Ravel cleared his throat to capture my attention. “Someone has been nted in your apartment to
impersonate you. Hopefully, the next time he show up, we’ll be able to catch the stalker.”
Nodding slowly, I set my fork down on the table. “Can I see that picture again, please?” I requested, a
hint of concern in my voice.
Ravel lifted his head, arching an inquisitive brow. “Do you think you might recognize the person?” he
inquired, then handed me his phone.
Taking the phone, I replied, “I’m not sure, but I just want to double–check something.” I clicked on the
picture and stared at it intently, my mind racing with questions. Why did the person in the photo bear
such a striking resemnce to David from behind? I knew David was in New York, but he had no
knowledge of my current location, making this situation all the more confusing.
“Hazel?!” Ravel’s sudden and insistent call startled me, yanking me out of my contemtion. “What’s
going on in your mind? I’ve been trying to get your attention for quite some time now.” He scrutinized
me closely. “Are you feeling alright?”
“Yeah.” I lied. I can’t say for certain that he is David, so it is best not to implicate him, but stuff like this is
going to make me look into him. I returned the phone to him. “Can I ask for a favor?”
Ravel smiled widely, the eagerness to please me in his eyes. “Anything for you Hazel.”
Daisy pushed away the spoon that he tried to put in her mouth and I almost chuckled. “Can you
rmend a private investigator for me?”
He tilted his head. “Should I ask why you need one?” I shook my head and he nodded. “I have quite a
few in my contact list, I can always forward it to you.”
Appreciative, not only because he offered to help, but because he did not prob, I smiled. “thank you
Ray, I’d really appreciate it.”
Nodding, he passed Daisy over to the nanny when it dawned on him that he won’t be able to stop her
from poking her hand into the stew sauce. “I don’t know why you need a private investigator, but I want
you to be careful.”
Smiling at him, I nodded. “Speaking of which, where is your femalepanion?” his jaw clenched at
my question. “I can’t seem to see her around her.” The mocking yet angry bite in my tone did not go
unnoticed by him. “Did you tell her to hide because I aming around?”
He took his time, cating the chicken in his mouth and swallowed. “I ended things with June, so you will
never see her anywhere around my house or me.”
I scoffed. “Is that supposed to make me feel better?” whether or not she is still living with him or not
does not erase the fact that he cheated on me with her.
Ravel sighed. “What do I have to do to make you forgive me?” he whispered. “What do I have to do is
make you forgive me? I know it is impossible to forget, but all I ask is the opportunity to make amends.”
Suddenly feeling sorry for the way I spoke to him, I signed. “I am sorry. I shouldn’t have brought things
up like this.” I somehow knew that there was a possibility that she was not here because Ravel
mentioned thest time that he ended things with her and paid her off.
He shook his head. “Don’t apologize, I deserved it.” He resumed eating and after that, he calmly stood
up, dropped his te in the sink, and walked towards the door. “Good night Hazel.” Without waiting for
a response from me, he climbed up the stairs and retreated to his room.
After waiting for him for so long, hoping that he would eventuallye downstairs and when he didn’t, I
went in search of him. It is either he is angry with me, or he is in there ming himself the more.
Halting in the familiar hallway that leads to a bedroom that used to be mine, I knocked on the door
twice but got no response. I knocked again and this time, I heard shuffling feet before the door opened
and he leaned on the doorway, slightly surprised to see me. “Is everything okay? Do you need
something?”
I cleared my throat nervously. “I uhh…” I cleared my throat again. “Can Ie in?”
He stared at me for a moment, sighed, and pulled the door wider. I ducked under his arm to get into the
room. He closed the door softly behind me. “What do you want Hazel?”
Ignoring his question, I stared at the huge familiar portrait on the wall, directly facing our bed. “You
never took this down?”
I felt his body warmth behind me. “I couldn’t get myself to do it.” He whispered. “Taking it down would
mean epting that our marriage was indeed over.”
Brows furrowed with confusion, I turned around and stared at him. “I don’t understand.” I mumbled,
“Isn’t that what you wanted?” I asked him. “Need I remind you that you were the one who gave me
those divorce papers on the grounds that you have fallen in love with June?”
He slumped down the bed. “Lies.” He mumbled. “I did what I had to do to make you sign those divorce
papers.”
This doesn’t make sense. “Why exactly did you do it?” I can’t have him confusing my emotions.
Exhaling heavily, he stood up again, approached me, and grabbed my hand gently. “I did what I had to
do Hazel.”
His vague exnation did nothing to clear my confusion. “What did you have to do?”
“Why do you need a private investigator?” he asked suddenly and my defenses went high. I may not
really understand who David is anymore, but he was there for me when I needed someone.
“You said you weren’t going to ask,” I muttered.
“And that’s because I trust you.” He stated. “I know this may be a difficult request, but I need you to
trust me too Hazel. Do you
think you can do that for me?”
Lifting my head, I stared at him for a moment, his cold blue icy eyes pleading with me to trust him.
Taking a very big leap, I stood on my tiptoe and ced my lips on his.This is from N?velDrama.Org.