Wayne Bailey stared at the photo, not knowing what was on his mind.
Anna Jadwin had promised she would never shed tears again, but tears of happiness streamed down her face...
After circling the globe, it was still him.
No wonder Master Bailey had arranged for her to be with Wayne Bailey, rather than Charles Harrington.
So, the one who truly loved her was Wayne Bailey?
"I am no longer your grandmother..." Anna Jadwin threw herself into his arms, smiling through her sobs.
Wayne Bailey hugged her back, "But I am still your uncle!"
Anna Jadwin, her tears turning to laughter, said, "We're of the same generation, aren't we? And we were once in love. Wayne Bailey, my feelings... are simply beyond words."
She had always been curious why Charles Harrington had memories of a past life, but neither she nor Wayne Bailey did.
Perhaps it was because Charles Harrington loved in vain that he had such an obsession.
"So my enemy is this handsome!" Anna Jadwin held the letter in her hand.