Chapter 21
I hung up impatiently. As I put my phone away, I couldn’t help but wonder if Hayden had always been this impatient when I called him over and over. Funny how the tables had turned–now I was the one ending the calls.
“Was that your husband calling?” Dylan asked carefully.
I snapped back to reality and replied calmly, “Yeah.”
Dylan’s eyes suddenly welled up. Tll wait until you’re divorced before I officially ask you out
So, everything I just said was a waste of breath. After a moment of silence. I decided to stop trying to convince him.
At his age, pushing back only made them more determined, and I knew that all too well. I figured Fd just let him be; once his passion faded, it should be fine.
“It’s getting late. I should head back, I said, trying to walk around him.
But he jogged to catch up. “It’s not safe for you to walk home alone this late. Let me drive you. Don’t worry. I’ll just drop you off and won’t do anything.”
Now, if I said no again, it would just be too awkward. So, I reluctantly climbed into the car.
Thankfully, Dylan focused on driving the whole way and didn’t try to chat with me. That allowed me to enjoy the night view of Elysiumville. Lost admiring it, I completely forgot about Hayden’s call–he was no longer my top priority
Forty minutes later, the car stopped at Rosy House. Dylan got out first and came around to help me open the door. “Be careful” he said gently, as if 1 were a precious princess,
Honestly, being treated like this was addictive, I once hoped Hayrlen would treat me that way, but I never imagined it would be Dylan giving me that attention
I was still a bit dazed as I got out of the car when a cold breeze hit me, making me shiver. Autumn was approaching, and the night air had turned chilly.
Dylan quickly took off his suit Yosefer and draped it over my shoulders. “Are you cold Hurry inside so you don’t catch a chill”
His concerned tone caught me off guard. Just as I was about to respond, I heard a mocking voice from nearby. “Yvonne, you really have some
nerve.”
I turned slightly, and under the dim streetlight. I saw Hayden standing there, tull and rigid. His brow was furrowed, and his handsome features. looked tight with tension.
He seemed to have been coming home a bit too often lately, I was puzzled, trying to figure out what was behind this change in his behavior. Before I could sort it out, Hayden strode over, yanked the coat off my shoulders without saying a word, and tossed it back to Dylan angrily. I was left completely stunned.
“If you’re cold, then go home. Why are you standing here in the wind? Hayden’s deep voice boomed over me, filled with irritation. Clutching the coat. Dylan bristled at Hayden’s harsh tone directed at me. “Mr. Parker, she’s your wife. You should be looking out for her.”
It pained him to witness the woman he longed to shield being treated poorly by someone else, a pain that cut him deep inside.
“Oh?” Hayden raised his perfectly groomed eyebrows and looked at Dylan with interest. “What business is it of yours how I treat my wife? If you know she’s married, you should keep your distance,”
His assertive tone felt like he was claiming ownership over me. I instinctively wanted to argue back.
But just as I opened my mouth, Dylan cut in. Yes, she is your wife now. But if you don’t start cherishing her, one day she’ll leave you.
“And when that happens, I will make sure to take good care of her, even if it costs me everything.”
His words hit me like a ton of bricks, and I stared at him in a daze. Suddenly, it came back to me–I seemned to have made a vow like that.
I once thought my love for Hayden was unbreakable, but time had worn it down to nothing So when would Dylan finally let go of me!
Just then, I felt eyes on me. I looked over and met Hayden’s piercing gaze. He looked like a powder keg about to blow
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“Dylan, you should head home now. Thanks for tonight, I said quickly. Dylan was just trying to defend me, but if he pushed Hayden too far, things could get ugly.
Thankfully, Dylan listened. With a hint of frustration, he got in his car and drove away.
As his taillights disappeared into the night, I turned to head home, not even sparing a glance for Hayden. He was nothing to me now.
However, 1 hada’s taken many steps when Hayden called out, “What were you doing with him just now!”
That struck me as odd. I turned back and replied, “None of your business.”
Hayden’s face drained of color, and he looked at me with a cold stare. “Don’t forget, you’re still married,” he bit out.
1 found it amusing and shot back, “Didn’t you forget you’re still married either! Hayden, I don’t care who you’re with, so you better let me alone. In three months, we’ll part ways peacefully
“So you’re with that guy from earlier now? Hayden stepped closer, closing the gap between us
Instantly, the air was thick with tension. I instinctively wanted to step back. “Mind your own business?”
But he seemed to lose control, gripping my arm tightly. His deep eyes bored into mine, filled with intensity. “Yvonne Jackson! What’s going on with you! I was in the hospital, and you were out with someone else? Do you even have a heart?”
“I used to have,” I replied batterly, managing a sad smile. “But it faded away with your indifference.”“
Besides, wasn’t Joanna with him at the hospital! Why had he come back to interrogate me? And with that expression, like a lost puppy abandoned by its owner.
The Hayden I knew was always composed and detached. So how could he be acting so edgy and impulsive all of a sudden? I studied him for a moment and a thought hit me.
“Did you take the wrong medicine?” I asked. I figured he would think I was the one acting strange, but it felt like he was the one with t
As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted it. Hayden had indeed taken the wrong medicine–the kind that could lead to a night of passion. I
the problem clamped my mouth shut, but it was too late.
Hayden’s charming eyes narrowed as they fixed on me. Did you bring me to the hospital Did something happen between us on the way!”
