He endured not touching her, giving her the cold shoulder the whole way.
He made full use of the air conditioning to keep it chilly.
Anna Jadwin couldn't be bothered with him, curling up in a corner of the car as far away from him as possible.
The Baileys' Manor looked majestic and magnificent under the sunlight, with its tall walls reminiscent of a royal city and a moat adjoining the manor filled with white water lilies.
The layered Roman columns were like a cloister, with Raphael Bailey looking up and waiting on the stone steps below the main castle.
As they drove in the Bentley, a few servants shouted in succession, "He's back!" "Mr. Bailey is back!"
So,
Anna caught a glimpse of Raphael Bailey running towards them, his smile as radiant as a Persian Chrysanthemum.
Before the car even stopped, he leaned over, his handsome face pressed against the glass as if he was observing a creature in a zoo.