Chapter 291
Chapter 291:
Wendy found herself watching him intently.
If Fernanda’s suspicions were correct and he harbored ill will towards her because of Ava, he was hiding it remarkably well. He exhibited no apparent hostility towards Fernanda.
Wendy was torn, wondering if Fernanda was being overly cautious. Wasn’t it exhausting to remain so constantly vigilant?
That thought stirred a wave of empathy within Wendy for Fernanda.
By two in the morning, everything had calmed down. The lights dimmed in the rooms, leaving the hallway brightly illuminated.
The light rain had ceased. Earlier, at Fernanda’s request, Wendy had opened a window to let the cool air freshen the room.
Fernanda, lying still with her eyes closed, was not asleep.
She was waiting for Rafael to act.
During her investigation into Ava, Rafael’s name had surfaced, prompting Fernanda to delve deeper into his background.
Rafael’s family was wealthy, owning a series of hotels.
His mother, Cara, and Ava’s mother, Joselyn, were close friends, making the two families—and by extension, Rafael and Ava—quite intertwined.
Whenever they were out together, Rafael displayed a protective demeanor towards Ava. While Ava always considered him just a friend, Rafael was well aware of his deeper feelings for her.
He knew that Ava had feelings for Bobby, yet he also recognized that their relationship held no future.
Ava was too entangled in her feelings to see the truth, but Rafael, from his vantage point as an observer, saw things more clearly. He understood that Ava was not the type of woman Bobby typically pursued.
Bobby, known for his playboy lifestyle, had dated many women since his first significant breakup, yet Ava had never been among them.
Moreover, he was now engaged.
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Rafael was patient. He believed that all he needed to do was wait for Ava’s infatuation with Bobby to fade. Eventually, she would recognize his value and turn to him.
However, Fernanda’s actions forced Ava to move abroad, diminishing their interactions even more.
Rafael had once felt confident about his future with Ava, but now, that certainty was shaken.
Fernanda quietly pondered when Rafael and his associates would make their move. She slipped her phone from beneath the pillow to check the time. It was nearly three.
Just then, a sound came from outside the door.
Fernanda’s ears instantly sharpened. They had arrived!
Rafael carefully pushed open the door to Fernanda’s room, stepping inside as silently as he could.
The tall, lean guy who had assisted him in bringing over the drinks earlier that evening trailed behind.
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