Grace
“ Get your hands off my wife! ” Ethan roars, gripping my arm again.
I break out of the trance and step away from Tristin, to get almost pulled back to Ethan’s side.
His grip is harsh, meant to hurt my arm and leave bruises. I try to break free, but he doesn’t let go.
“ Mrs. Calder… ” One of the old policemen steps forth, his brows furrowed. “ did you call to report a kidnapping? Are you held here against your will? ”
“ Kidnapped? ” Ethan huffs. “ She is my wife. ”
“ If you are not keeping me by force, you won’t mind me leaving right? ” I shoot him a cold glance over my shoulder.
His eyes drip with an animosity that is directed solely at me. I grit my jaw, holding his gaze.
Hate me as much as you want. It still won’t be enough to match my hatred for you, Ethan.
It feels like a stand-off between us. The people seem to disappear in the background as we glare each other down.
I understand why I hate him. But why is he angry over a misunderstanding? He should be happy that I am getting out of his life. Then why does his ego hurt over what I didn’t even do?
“ Ethan, let her go, please. ” Lily holds his arm, shaking it childishly.
I eye her body pressed to his side. A headache starts in my head.
“ It’s enough for today. ” I pull my arm away once more.
“ You are not going anywhere, Grace. ” Ethan tries to tug me in again, but Tristin holds my other wrist, keeping me dangling between the two like candy.
Ethan’s gaze moves to Tristin’s frame. I gulp, my stare switching between the two.
Tristin’s face is unreadable and his eyes, emotionless. But Ethan is visibly livid, his veins popping in the neck and forehead.
“ Listen to your lover, Mr. Calder. And let this poor girl go. ” Tristin says, his voice carrying a hint of iciness.
“ What is she to you? ” Ethan’s eyes twitch in anger.
The temperature continues to drop, making it suffocating in the room. I glance between the two again and try to break free from both of them, but they keep holding me.
It’s a tug of war. It feels like they have no regard for what I want or feel. They are lost in their battle for power and dominance.
“ She can be anything to me. Why does it matter to you? ” Tristin smirks.
His suggestive words leave me stunned. What is…happening?
“ She is still my wife. ” Ethan snarls, his fingers digging into my skin.
“ Oh? Then who is Lily to you? ” His smirk widens. “ Judging by the way she is clinging to you, she seems more like your wife than Grace. ”
I freeze, stealing a glance toward Lily. She releases Ethan’s arm right away and takes two steps back.
“ I—I…it’s nothing like that… ” She stutters.
Her eyes reflect fear. I don’t know if she is faking it or not…but it’s surprising. Her wide eyes and trembling lips leave a bitter taste in my mouth.
“ If Grace is your wife, you don’t mind if I have a word with Lily, do you? ” Tristin drawls, his icy gaze landing on the cowering girl.
What is between them?
One seems like a seasoned hunter and the other acts like prey. Now, it feels like Lily is not faking her fear.
“ Tristin Roberto. ” Ethan lets out through his gritted teeth. “ Try and see if you can handle it. ”
“ Oh, so you want both women? That’s interesting. ” Tristin chuckles, the deep sound resonating in the silence of the room.
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