He Didn’t Kidnap Me. Not Exactly novel Chapter 270

“You’re the side piece!” Catherine shrieked from behind Vance.

Desmond stared her down. “You think hiding behind that scumbag means I can’t reach you? I’ll slap any filthy mouth I see–man or woman.”

Vance’s eyes burned. “You want to pick a fight, huh?”

“You bet!” Desmond stepped forward, shielding the three women. “And you think you’re any cleaner? I slapped her for her dirty mouth. For a man who reeks as if he fell in a sewer, I’ll do a lot worse.”

Catherine finally understood why Desmond had slapped her. It was for calling Rebecca a cripple. Vance looked beyond Desmond at Rebecca. “You’re really going to side with the man and insult me?” Rebecca looked at the way he was protecting Catherine and couldn’t help laughing. “Insulting? Which part? The facts?”

Vance’s face darkened further. “Do you even hear yourself?”

“I do,” she answered, her eyes stinging. “Aren’t you filthy? Desmond, let’s go. No point dirtying our hands on garbage.”

Vance turned livid. “Rebecca!”

All Rebecca wanted at that moment was to leave that place as soon as possible. The sight of them alone made her sick, and she didn’t want Desmond to get hurt. That would foil their performance schedules.

Yet he refused to leave, demanding an apology. She shook her head, indicating that it was pointless. She no longer cared what people said about her, but she was worried about his safety.

“I know what you’re thinking,” he said. “You’re worried I’ll get hurt and ruin the show. But there are some things a man has to do. Even if I get marked up today, the troupe has an understudy. No matter what, she has to apologize.”

Rebecca knew better. Vance would never allow that

“For that sentence, you’ve just earned extra punches,” Desmond said, cracking his knuckles. “Let me make one thing clear. This is purely personal. It has nothing to do with Rebecca. She is not a trophy but a whole, independent person. She will not go with anyone. Show your respect.”

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