Chapter 378: Red flags and wreckage...

Lyla

I sat in Paul’s car in front of my house, my hands folded protectively over my growing belly as an uncomfortable silence stretched between us. The afternoon had started innocently enough.

I’d gone to farmer’s market to pick out some fresh vegetables because I was craving it. I also didn’t want to go with Ramsey. The last time I went with him, the women had swooned around him, asking for his number.

Some of the bold ones even took pictures.

The only thing that had stopped me from actually fighting that day was how Ramsey had ignored every one of them, focusing on me. I’d left the market with open glares from the women.

Coincidentally, I ran into Paul after I finished shopping, nearly three days after he’d visited us, and he offered to drive me home.

Now I was beginning to regret accepting his offer.

I turned toward Paul, managing a polite smile.

"Thank you for bringing me home," I said, reaching for the door handle. "I appreciate you taking the time to—"

My words died as I tried the handle and found it wouldn’t budge. The door was locked.

I tried again, noticing the door wouldn’t budge. I tugged again, harder this time. Nothing. The door was really locked.

Paul’s hand suddenly covered mine, his fingers warm and unwelcome against my skin. I pulled back instinctively, a warning bell going off in my mind as I turned to face him.

"What do you think you’re doing?" I asked, trying to keep the anger simmering inside me from showing in my voice.

Paul turned to me with pleading eyes that I’d never noticed before. Desperate, hungry eyes that made my skin crawl. "I love you, Lyla. I’ve loved you for the longest time, and you broke my heart. You showed up a few days ago with a husband, pregnant with his child. What am I supposed to do with these feelings?"

I blinked. "What?"

"I’ve loved you for the longest time," he said, leaning close. "I swear."

I sighed, rubbing at my temple.

"You sound ridiculous, Paul. We never even got around to you asking me out. Why should I feel entitled to your feelings?"

"But you were nice to me that day at the office," he insisted, his voice taking on a wheedling quality. "You agreed to go out with me."

I shot back, my anger building. "You were

pulling on it frantically. "Get over yourself and open

leaning back against his seat. When he opened them again, there was something

taking on a bitter edge. "You always had this snobbish air around you, like you were better than everyone else.

College? I stared at him, my mind racing. I didn’t recall ever seeing Paul in college, nor had I crossed paths with him before

voice growing more aggressive. "Instead of living in this

head now. I tried to compose myself while frantically

door right now," I said, my voice

turned to me with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. "If you agree to one

soon be a mother. You’re completely

that," he snarled, leaning toward me with eyes blazing. "You don’t know what you’re saying. Once you see what

I stared

"I’m in love."

door now, or else I’ll shout and the neighbours will

ahead," he said quietly. "I

reach for me. That was when I felt it. A deep guttural

of metal, the

hands as if it were made of cardboard. His expression was

the car and rushed into his arms. He dropped the mangled door with a crash and wrapped me in his protective embrace, his

quietly, his

seen

my head against his chest, breathing in his familiar scent and letting it ground

"Good," he said simply.

the other side of Paul’s car and ripped the driver’s side door off as well, the metal screaming

place, mouth

"What the hell—?"

started to climb out of his now-doorless car, his face flushed

do you

against the side of the car with enough force to leave a human-shaped dent in the metal.

to trap my wife?" Ramsey’s voice was

scrabbling for the ground as he clawed at Ramsey’s iron grip around his throat. Blood began trickling from where his head had hit the

them, trying to pull my husband’s

bond, I could feel his rage like a

was turning purple, his struggles growing

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