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Rio’s gaze dropped to her mouth. “Then I sell everything tomorrow. Your employees — your elderly manager, Mabel, who needs hip surgery — will be on the street. Your grandmother’s rose garden, the one you’ve kept alive since you were twelve, becomes a parking lot.”
“The flower shop. The cottage in Cornwall. Even this miserable flat.” He held up a sheaf of legal papers. “All of it was collateral for a loan I gave him five years ago. The same week I left you.”
“She has your stubbornness,” Lily shot back.
So Lily had written a breakup note. She’d said she was tired of being poor. She’d called him a mistake.
“Marry me.”
Rio’s gaze dropped to her mouth. “Then I sell everything tomorrow. Your employees — your elderly manager, Mabel, who needs hip surgery — will be on the street. Your grandmother’s rose garden, the one you’ve kept alive since you were twelve, becomes a parking lot.”
“The flower shop. The cottage in Cornwall. Even this miserable flat.” He held up a sheaf of legal papers. “All of it was collateral for a loan I gave him five years ago. The same week I left you.”
“She has your stubbornness,” Lily shot back.
So Lily had written a breakup note. She’d said she was tired of being poor. She’d called him a mistake.
“Marry me.”