Do You Still Love Me When We Meet Again? (Aubrey and Damon) novel Chapter 290

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As the hand came flying toward her, Olivia didn’t have time to dodge. She instinctively squeezed her eyes shut, bracing for the impact.

The sting never came. Instead, her father let out a blood–curdling scream. “Agh! It hurts! Let go… let go of me!”

Olivia’s eyes snapped open.

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A powerful, muscular arm had reached across her face. A large, callused hand was clamped around William’s flabby wrist like a vice. Zach’s knuckles were white, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged from the sheer force of his grip.

William was shaking with pain, his mouth hanging open as he let out pathetic, panicked whimpers.

She followed the arm up to the man standing beside her.

Her gaze landed on Zach’s icy, handsome face. He stood tall and imposing, his presence radiating a cold, dominant energy. He looked completely effortless, as if he weren’t even trying, yet William was already howling in agony.

Zach didn’t let go. Instead, he crushed down harder.

“It hurts! God! Liv, tell him to let me go!” William’s face twisted into a mask of pure pain.

Tabitha panicked, looking between her father and the stranger. She looked up at Zach and cried out, “Who are you? Let go of my father right

now!”

Zach’s expression remained deadly serious. “Liv’s husband.”

Those two words hit her with a sudden, overwhelming sense of security.

Liv’s heart hammered against her ribs. She froze, her mind going completely blank.

Tabitha yanked at his arm, fuming. “He’s your father–in–law! And I’m your sister–in–law! Let go of my dad right now!”

“Father–in–law? Sister–in–law?” Zach’s eyes darkened. His voice was icy, carrying a weight that demanded submission. “Apologize to Liv.”

“We didn’t do anything wrong! Why should we apologize?”

“I don’t care if you’re right or wrong,” Zach snapped, his aura suffocating. “If you want me to let go, apologize.

William’s knees buckled. He grimaced, his face contorted in pain. “I’m sorry!”

“Keep going.”

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

“Not good enough. Again.”

“I’m sorry, Liv! Dad was wrong! I shouldn’t have tried to hit you! Please, just make him stop!”

Liv swallowed hard, staring at Zach.

She didn’t say a word.

Zach’s gaze shifted to Tabitha. “Your turn. Apologize.”

Tabitha was stunned. “She pushed me! She was the one being mean to me! Why should I apologize?”

“I’m taking Liv’s side, just like your father takes yours. I don’t need a reason.” Zach’s voice was hard as steel. He tightened his grip.

“Agh!” William Summers‘ legs buckled. His hand shook violently from the pain, his face pale and twisted as if his bones were about to snap. He screamed at Tabitha, “Apologize now! Can’t you see he’s breaking my hand?!”

Tabitha Summers was spiraling. Panicked, she snapped at Olivia, “I’m sorry.”

Not good enough,” Zach said.

I’m sorry, Olivia,” Tabitha muttered.

Bow, Zach commanded. “Ninety degrees.”

Tabitha’s face went livid. Her teeth were gritted so hard they could break, and her fists were clenched tight at her sides. She took a sharp breath and bent deep at the waist. “I’m sorry… Olivia.”

Olivia felt a sting in her eyes. Her chest tightened with a rush of heat. She just stood there, dazed.

In her entire life, this was the first time someone had sided with her without a single doubt. No questions asked. Just pure protection.

The safety she was supposed to feel from a father was coming from Zach instead.

It felt incredible to be favored like this.

Zach finally released William’s hand.

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William stumbled back, clutching his wrist. It was turning a deep shade of purple and shaking uncontrollably. He looked at Zach with pure terror–the man stood there like an unbreakable wall of muscle, cold and dangerous.

Olivia’s husband was nothing like the stodgy thirty–two–year–old William had imagined.

He was young, handsome, and built like a tank. He radiated a cold, suffocating authority, and the sheer intensity in his eyes was enough to make anyone’s blood run cold. He was dominant, terrifying, and completely unreasonable.

Tabitha rushed over to steady William, her voice shaking. “Dad, are you okay?”

William gripped his trembling wrist, glaring at Zach. He shook his head, his face contorted with suppressed rage.

Tabitha snapped her head toward Zach. “He’s your father–in–law! How could you treat him like this?”

Zach let out a cold laugh, throwing her words right back at her. “Liv is my wife. How could you treat her like that?”

Olivia’s heart hammered against her ribs. Her ears burned, and she looked at him through a blur of tears, completely moved by his protection.

Tabitha was left speechless, her mouth hanging open.

William took a step forward, his voice low and sharp. “A father has every right to discipline his daughter. But a son–in–law who hits his father–in–law? You’ll be cursed for that.”

“If I stood by and watched my wife get bullied without lifting a finger… that’s when I’d be cursed,” Zach said, his voice slow and dangerous. “So, ‘Dad, do you still want to come inside? I’d be more than happy to show you some real hospitality.”

William was fuming, his chest heaving with rage. “Forget it. I’ll never acknowledge you as my son–in–law.”

“I don’t need your acknowledgement,” Zach said with a cold, effortless smile. “I didn’t marry you, and I’m not the one living with you. If you come here as a respectful guest, you’re welcome. But if you come to give Liv a hard time, I won’t be polite.”

William’s face turned a bruised shade of purple. He balled his fists and stormed off, unable to say another word.

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