Nathan Redgrave furrowed his brow and gently pushed Chloe Moss away. A barely perceptible repulsion swirled in his deep, bottomless eyes. "I'm tired. I want to get some sleep."
The old Kyle Keating would have wanted nothing more than for Chloe Moss to be clingy, but now he was as cold as ice.
It wasn't that Chloe Moss was being overly sensitive; Kyle Keating was just too different before and after the car accident. He felt like a complete stranger now.
"Kyle, do you hate me?"
'I never wanted to hurt her,' Nathan Redgrave thought. 'Besides, Chloe Moss is the person the original owner of this body cared for and loved the most. But I'm not Kyle Keating at all. I have my own woman, someone I want to protect for the rest of my life.'
'If I can't win that girl back, what's the point of this new life?'
"Chloe, I want to cancel the wedding."
