Chapter 166 Melissa At The Wedding

• Andrea
• She drove into the garage and stopped, scowling petulantly. Damn! She thought crossly, Tristan was not at home again.
• The man seemed to be hell-bent on getting better and moving on. He must be back in his office now. She swore under her breath and stepped smartly out of the car. Slamming the door, she strode over and rang the bell. No answer. That was strange. Where was that nosey housekeeper? After a while, she gave up.