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?”
unsettling mix of fury and something even colder. “Is that what you think of
you
sharp. “Shut up!” Without hesitation, she
talk about
her cheek. But the shock didn’t last long. Her instincts took
her cheek in shock. Her voice
fine when you hit me,
letting
and seething,
land a blounged
rip
her hair–yanking hard
hurts! Let go!” Linda shrieked, tears brimming in
Hadley’s wrist. “Let go!
and Ernest were
didn’t let go. Didn’t even
choice but to tighten his
hesitated for a second, and then let out a low, bitter laugh. “You
“Hadley!”
“What?”
with frustration. His eyes burned
I’m that contemptible?”
blade. “What’s wrong? The truth too much for you? Or are you just
“Hadley!”
eyes locked. His gaze was unreadable, but the
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you saw me this way. If that’s how you feel, why
away. Without
scrambled after him, fingers fumbling to fix
stood frozen, the moment replaying in her mind.
exhale, she knocked her forehead
had acted purely
she have let the truth slip
how was she supposed to keep pretending
text Hadley. The usual flowers he sent to the studio? They stopped
shake the question nagging at the back of her mind–was this
was clear. But
to let this fall
come to her, then she’d just
she wanted to admit. Some fights just weren’t worth it. But
long pause, she opened WhatsApp and typed, “Are you
response. Not that she
the first on
she stepped out of the
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