Chapter 290. Stolen Kiss

Henry punched the steering wheel, startling Brianna.

  “Dester never took you anywhere around here? No store, no movie theater? No...” His voice was furious, contained with immense effort.

  “No.”

     He reflected.

  “I'm sorry, Brianna. You deserved so much more than he gave you. He's miserable.”

  “It doesn't matter anymore, Henry. Now I know he'll never see me again, and that's no consolation. I'm free of his hands.”

  Henry stared at her briefly and then went back to concentrating on the traffic.

  “I need you to know something.”

  “Is there a problem?”

  “I don't think so. The trip to Búzios. It wasn't my idea.”

  “Who...?”

  “Jasmine. Allister's wife.”

   “Why did she do it? Did she know what you were planning to do?”

  “She thought it was necessary, after seeing what happened to you. The way you were humiliated.”