At that moment, upon hearing what Cora just said, James couldn't just help but start smiling deep down in his mind.
It wasn't a loud smile or the kind that showed on the surface, it was that quiet, victorious kind of smile that crept in slowly, because he believed something impossible had just turned in your favor.
In his heart, a wave of relief rushed over him like cold water on a burning body. 'So… this is working. It's really working, he thought. All that crying, all that kneeling and begging it wasn't in vain after all.'
He had played his cards right. He knew Cora like the back of his hand. She was strong, yes. Tough on the outside. But she was also deeply emotional. The moment she saw him cry really cry he knew her heart would weaken. It always did.
