Love Coming From The Least Expected novel Chapter 211

“If this was all you called me out for, there’s no need for this conversation to go on any further. I want to be with Christopher, and I like staying with him. I don’t care if you think I’m a b*tch or if you think I’m useless, and I don’t care if you hate me for it.”

I whipped around to make to leave, but Lyle caught ahold of my wrist, his eyes rimmed with red as his nails dug into my skin. Without a second thought, I took my handbag and hit him on the head with it.

“Let go of me, asshole! I lost interest in groveling at your feet a long time ago!”

A strange man who had been taking a nap nearby us suddenly sat upright, springing to his feet and grabbing my bag before making a run for it. I gasped in shock, immediately tugging my arm out of Lyle’s grip and running after the man.

Are Lyle and I a match made in hell? I swear, nothing good ever happened after I met him.

Lyle eventually caught up to me and blocked my path. “It’s just a handbag! I’ll buy a new one for you!”

“What? I have important things inside that bag!” Desperate, I kicked off my heels and sped right past him. Christopher’s black card was in that handbag. Although I didn’t care much for his money, that card was representative of his love for me. We’d made a promise that he was going to take care of me for the rest of our lives.

“Leave it to me!” Lyle zipped past me. With his long legs and natural advantage as a biological male, he caught up to the snatch thief in no time, lunging and kicking him down to the ground.

When he managed to wrestle the handbag away, the thief pulled out a small knife from his pocket and slashed it in Lyle’s direction, aiming for his chest. Before I could think any better of it, I stepped in between them and shoved the thief away from him.

The sudden motion caused his knife to cut a long gash on my forearm. Seeing that the handbag was now safely with Lyle, the thief immediately gave up and stumbled off with his tail between his legs.

“Are you okay, Yvonne?” Lyle’s eyes widened when he saw my arm, trying to use his hands to cover the cut and stop the bleeding.