Love’s Cunning Ruse ( Mr.Kieran And Julie )

Chapter 2

Five years later.

At CozyBean Café.

A masculine voice broke the morning silence, “Joyce! Come here! Deliver this order to Noblewood

Retreat.”

“Mr. Sabri, my name is Julie Abraham,” Julie, dressed in her delivery uniform, a half–ponytail, replied with a warm smile on her face, looking at the middle–aged man in front of her.

The manager Sabri glanced at her dismissively, shoved a few cups of freshly–ground coffee into her hands, and said, “I don’t give a hoot about your name, just get these to this address. Here are the motorbike keys, drive carefully. If you crash, no big deal, but don’t wreck the bike.”

Julie took the coffee and the motorbike keys, then turned and left the café.

She’d been working at this café for almost five years. For the same time since she’d changed her name, yet the manager still couldn’t remember her new name correctly.

the delivery box on the motorcycle, took a

Noblewood Retreat!

was no stranger to this place. Five years ago, she and Kieran had lived in a villa in Noblewood Retreat, living a

to the Noblewood Retreat, dressed

motorbike.

villa it was. She stopped the motorbike, looked down at the address, and surprisingly found that her bike was parked

her hand was for this very

messy hair, forelock damp with sweat, stood in stark contrast to the noble, beautiful pure

If she knew before that she would be delivering to

wedding was at the end of this month, about a week

six–year wait finally paid off? Were she and Kieran finally going to form a happy

slightly whitened from the force. She felt a

into the trash bin. She really wasn’t in the mood to do

towards her motorbike, just stepping on the pedal.

came from behind her.