"Mr. Hawthorne... why are you here?"
Seeing Damian Hawthorne again, Sharon Quincy found her feelings were entirely different.
Once she realized Cecilia Nathan was the eldest daughter of the Nathan family, she knew a relationship with Damian Hawthorne was impossible.
No matter how much she liked Damian Hawthorne, she couldn't be with him.
The Hawthorne family would never allow it, and Linden Nathan would certainly never agree.
After all, Cecilia Nathan had chased Damian Hawthorne to the ends of the earth. If she were the one to marry him in the end, it would be a slap in the face to the entire Nathan family.
Since she had chosen the Nathan family over Damian Hawthorne, she had no intention of turning back.
"I came to see you, Miss Nathan." Damian Hawthorne offered a mocking smile that didn't reach his eyes.
Dressed in casual clothes, he had a languid posture, yet he exuded a captivating charisma.
"I'm not Miss Nathan." Sharon Quincy looked mortified.
