Delphine's gaze slightly misted over. So, he had actually been around all these days, just not showing himself?
"Why didn't you say anything?" Delphine hugged the balloon tightly in her arms and complained.
"I was afraid you'd be angry." Ignatius Leclair glanced at the hotel owner's wife, who had been looking their way frequently, and whispered with a smile, "Mrs. Leclair, perhaps we should discuss this back in our room."
Ignatius had booked a hotel suite right across from hers. Delphine led a simple and predictable life, making it easy for the man to avoid being seen.
Ignatius reached out and took her hand, nodded and smiled at the hotel owner's wife, then gently led Delphine back to the honeymoon suite.
