Page 103 of Billionaire’s Heartbreak

I wanted to appreciate it. I really did. But I couldn't. Not yet. Because underneath all of that gratitude was something I couldn't ignore.

June.

I needed to talk to him.

I still loved June.

I wanted to be with her.

And if that was going to happen, I couldn't simply go after her without Dannie knowing.

Whatever happened after that would have to be June's choice. Hers. Not mine. Not Dannie's.

I took a breath. “Dannie… we need to talk.”

“Of course.” He stepped closer. “Is there something you need?” His hand landed gently on my shoulder. “I'm sorry for everything I've put you through. Really sorry.”

I opened my mouth. I was ready. I was finally going to say it. Then⁠—

“Is there something to eat in the house?”

The words came out before I could stop them. I looked away, feeling like a coward.

Dannie stared at me for a moment, then smiled. “Of course. We always keep the kitchen well stocked.”

That smile.

I wanted to punch him.

How could he be this nice? Wasn’t he supposed to be a triad boss? A criminal? A bad guy? He was making it very difficult to hate him.

I left the room. And found the kitchen within minutes.

The refrigerator was enormous, packed with fresh food, fruit, vegetables, and drinks. I grabbed an apple and took a bite.

Crisp. Juicy. Real.

How was I supposed to survive on just bunker food?

Then I heard voices. Quiet. Familiar. My two favourite people in the world. I stopped chewing and followed their voices.

“Who died?”

Both turned, looking almost guilty.

“Kai.” Lincoln’s expression changed immediately. “I’m sorry.”

“I’m sorry,” June repeated.

My stomach tightened. I already hated that word. I had a feeling I was going to hear it a lot over the next few days. “Why are you sorry?”

I looked between them. June glanced at Lincoln. “Lincoln, do you…” She stopped.

Lincoln cleared his throat. “Listen. Do you want to sit down?”

“No.” I shook my head. “Just tell me.”

He reached for my arm. “Let’s get inside. I’ll get you a chair.”