It took about ten minutes to get to Crestgold Island from the mainland by using a small plane that was specifically scheduled to take visitors to the island.
Dillon insisted on joining her to keep Giana from doing something that could get out of hand and cause a scene that would create trouble for herself. After all, the problems that Giana now facing were so many.
There was no need to add new problems.
Dillon followed Giana from behind and sighed repeatedly every time he looked at the woman.
They then exited the small airport consisting of a runway and a small lobby, then walked toward the car waiting for them.
This was the transport service of the hotel where they would stay later, it looked like Giana had really came with full preparation.
After loading Giana and Dillon's suitcases in the trunk, they drove to the hotel which was on the coast and was the only inn around.
Along the way, in the car no one made a sound, neither Dillon nor Giana utter single syllable. They were both busy with their own thoughts.
This time, Dillon no longer tried to advise her. If his previous words didn't work, then it would be the same now, especially when he saw how Giana was twisting her face and the dark aura around her that seemed to be telling him to stay away from her.
This time Dillon did not try to indulge her will and preferred to take care of this woman and take action if Giana did things that could harm her or her reputation.
After traveling for about fifteen minutes, they finally arrived at the hotel and immediately got out of the car.
This time, Giana acted as if Dillon wasn't there and chose to walk into the lobby and meet the receptionist to check into her own hotel room, while Dillon followed behind and did the same.
Too bad, they couldn't have adjacent rooms. While Giana's was stationed on the third floor, Dillon got a room on the second floor.
"Giana, I will see you in the morning," Dillon said while they were in the elevator, but the woman still insisted being silent and chose to ignore this man.
Therefore, Dillon was forced to assume that Giana heard what he said and treated her silence as approval.
In the end, Dillon escorted Giana to her room on the third floor and then returned to his own room on the second floor.
Meanwhile, in the room, Giana immediately took off the jacket she was wearing and threw it on the sofa carelessly. Then immediately headed toward the balcony, a place where she could see a stretch of sea at night, which looked like a stretch of black land that extended to the horizon.
However, that was not what Giana wanted to see, but the white house on the hill that was where Ramon and Hailee were staying in.
Giana's black eyes, stared at the building which looked very small from a distance with a sharp and cold gaze.
Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the iron railings around her balcony very tightly, showing just how deep the emotion she was currently holding.
This time, after Giana had taken this bold step, there would be no turning back for her.
She decided it wasn't just because she wanted Ramon back, but she was fed up with the disgusting domestic life she had been living for the past three years.
Not once did Giana feel happy since she found out about Aidan's affair, which broke out on her the day after their marriage.
She survived those three hellish years just because she had Ramon, but now that she had lost everything, all she could do now was to reclaim what should have been hers.
It doesn't matter how big the price she has to pay.
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Ramon woke up when he heard sounds coming from the kitchen. The sounds of metal clashing and the sounds of something being fried.
Ramon could vaguely smell food and this was the best way to wake up in the morning. The sounds were very calming and it felt like he were in a comfortable home.
Ramon then stretched out his hand and felt the other side of the bed, which should have been occupied by Hailee, had already turned cold, indicating that the girl had been awake for a long time.
So it was certain that the one cooking in their kitchen now was Hailee and not the helper, who came every day to clean the house.
With a lazy smile typical of people who just woke up from a deep sleep, Ramon got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash his face.
After he finished drying his face, he stared at his reflection in the mirror and an almost perfect man looked back at him.
However, that was not the main focus of Ramon, as he was more interested in noticing how a small smile etched on his lips and made him look much more approachable than the self he had been remembering for a long time.
Especially the look in his eyes, how he looked at himself.
All this while, whenever Ramon looked at his reflection in the mirror, he always found a man who was rigid and tended to have no feelings.
Like a living robot that moves according to what it needs to do. However, this time it was different and the change was big enough for Ramon to feel.
Maybe all this had changed big thanks to Hailee, how Ramon viewed his own life now after that girl brought a fresh breeze to his boring life.
Ramon never thought that he would enjoy married life as he felt now, because all this time he had been thinking; he would marry a woman who could provide more profit to his company.
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