He Regretted Kicking Me And Our Babies Away by David Ellison

Chapter 389 Who Was the Man at Dinner?

Caroline slowly opened her eyes.

Finished

The car was already parked in Ellison Residence’s garden. The moment she took in her surroundings, dizziness hit her like a wave. The world seemed to spin.

She pushed herself out of the car, gripping the door for balance. But the moment she took a step, nausea overwhelmed her. Clutching the door with one hand and pressing the other against her chest, she bent over and vomited.

That reckless driving–how could anyone endure it?

She retched until there was nothing left, her body drained, her mouth coated with a bitter, burning aftertaste. It took a long moment before the nausea subsided, leaving her weak, shaky, and utterly drained.

David stood a few feet away, leaning lazily against the hood of the car, arms crossed, his expression unreadable.

Caroline inhaled deeply, her legs feeling like they could give out at any moment. She wanted to head inside, but even walking felt like too much effort.

Instead, she glared at him.

“That’s all it took to wear you down?” His voice was calm, almost amused. “Your tolerance is pathetic.”

“What the hell is wrong with you?” She snapped.

“Just a drive,” he said smoothly. “I thought you’d enjoy it.”

She let out a sharp laugh. “Well, thanks, but no thanks.”

Grabbing a water bottle from the car, she rinsed her mouth, fighting the overwhelming urge to spit the water right at him.

For a split second, she really considered spitting the water right at him.

She wanted to.

Badly.

But she held back.

suit. Another provocation?

had already settled

unease that crept in after dark–especially when David

she became. Without thinking

hit him right

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Was the

reacted. Without so much as

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the childish one!” Caroline shot back. “Why were you even at the restaurant? Were you following me? Or do you just have people watching

should be the one asking

“What are you even

fully dedicated to work. She

low, edged with

Caroline blinked.

smiled like that when you’re having dinner with

stunned. Was he

a romantic evening,” he continued smoothly. “Tell

hit her. Caroline stared at him in utter

The silent fury. The

mean to tell me that you were speeding, throwing a tantrum, and acting like

David didn’t answer.

itself,