Chapter 89

Sebastian took advantage of Rosalie's conversing with others to quietly come to a corner of the deck. Leaning against the railing, he held a glass of whiskey, enjoying the scenic beauty of the lake.

The breeze wafted in, carrying the moist scene of the lake, refreshing his senses. The sensation was truly enchanting. In an instant, all his worries seemed to evaporate.

Suddenly, the sound of high heels echoed from behind him.

Sebastian frowned slightly. He watched as Whitney, who was in a vibrant red neckline gown, walked wearily toward him.

Since it was dark, it seemed she hadn't noticed him. With both hands gripping the railing, eyes closed, and face turned upwards, she was savoring the caress of the lake breeze.

At that instant, the wind blew through her hair, revealing her delicate and breathtakingly beautiful face.

Absolutely stunning.

Sebastian stared blankly, reminiscent of the feeling he had when he first met Whitney three years ago.

In these years, she had changed a lot