Chapter 167 Why Are You
Here
Eric frowned. Hadley had been in the restroom too long. A gnawing unease settled in his chest, pushing him to check on her.
Through the door, her voice was sharp, accusing him of something inappropriate with Linda. Then–without hesitation–she tossed the hair tie he’d given her straight into the trash.
He stood there, waiting, half–expecting her to say something. To acknowledge him.
But Hadley didn’t even spare him a glance. She stepped past him like nothing had happened.
As she moved past, he caught her wrist.
His voice was low, edged with tension. “Pick it up.”
“What?” Hadley let out a quiet laugh. “Why would I pick up something I threw away? It is disgusting.”
“Pick it up!” Eric’s voice cut through the air, sharper this time, his gaze locking onto hers with unyielding intensity. “I said, pick it up.”
“Ouch!”
Hadley flinched as his grip tightened around her wrist. She shot him a glare, yanking against his hold. “I won’t! You can’t make me!”
Her eyes burned–fierce, unwavering.
“Trash belongs where it belongs–in the trash!”
Trash?
Eric’s jaw tightened. Had she really just called the hair tie he gave her trash?
His free hand curled into fist at his side, frustration simmering beneath his skin. “That was a gift from me!”
“Ha.”
Hadley let out a sharp laugh, her sneer cutting. “You think it’s appropriate to give us both the same gift? Does Ernest know? That you gave his wife and me the exact same thing?”
She pointed at the trash can, mockery laced in every word. “I tossed it for your sake. Wouldn’t want Ernest catching on to your shady intentions and ruining his recovery, now would we?”
Eric’s fingers tightened around her wrist. Hard.
Hadley sucked in a sharp breath, her wince barely concealed. It felt like he was moments away from crushing
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the bone.
“Shady intentions?”
burned–an unsettling mix of fury and something even colder.
I think. If you don’t want Ernest to lose
couldn’t hold back any longer. She stormed forward, her voice sharp. “Shut
you talk about him like
cheek. But the shock didn’t last long. Her instincts took over -her hand shot
Her voice wavered with disbelief. “You actually hit
cold. “Oh, so it’s fine when you hit me, but I
letting this
seething,
land a blounged at Hadley.
rip clean
fingers tangled into her hair–yanking hard enough
go!” Linda shrieked, tears brimming in
rushed forward, grabbing Hadley’s wrist.
Ernest were
let go. Didn’t even flinch.
his grip, prying Hadley’s
and then let out a low, bitter laugh. “You
“Hadley!”
“What?”
expression clouded with frustration. His eyes
think I’m that
much for you? Or
“Hadley!”
until their eyes locked. His gaze was unreadable, but
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and turned away. Without sparing Linda a glance,
fingers fumbling to fix her disheveled hair.
stood frozen, the moment replaying in her mind.
sharp exhale, she knocked
acted purely on impulse.
thinking? How could she have let the truth slip so
the illusion was shattered, how was she supposed to keep pretending with Eric?
The usual flowers he
shake the question nagging at the back of her mind–was
didn’t love him. That much was clear. But she needed
couldn’t afford to let this fall apart.
to her, then she’d just have to make the first
fights just weren’t worth it. But that day, frustration had won. She
opened WhatsApp
that she expected one.
performance was the first
stepped out of the studio, it wasn’t
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