He Gave Her Strawberries, Gave Me Hives (Ford and Sylvia) novel Chapter 15

Chase laughed, raising his hands in surrender. “Okay, okay, chill. Not trying to piss you off.”

Outside of work, Chase was actually pretty easygoing.

seeing his playful grin, Sylvia dropped the employee act. She lowered her lashes and said quietly, “It wasn’t just cheating.”

f Ford had just cheated, she could have walked away cleanly.

she could accept that people change. What she couldn’t accept was Ford humiliating her, trampling on her dignity, and nearly killing

er–all for Lyla’s amusement.

Those escalating “pranks” were just proof of his heart drifting, inch by inch, toward Lyla.

Her physical wounds had healed.

But the scars on her heart? God only knew how long those would take to fade.

Her whole vibe dropped instantly.

hase set the box down and looked at her. “Alright, enough moping. To celebrate the move, I’m taking you out for some real food. How’s that sound?”

Sylvia nodded emphatically. “I want something expensive.”

Chase chuckled, a hint of affection in his tone. “You really don’t hold back, do you?”

A smile finally reached Sylvia’s eyes.

After unpacking the essentials, they walked out together.

‘ord’s car was still parked downstairs.

ripping the steering wheel, he watched Sylvia and Chase laughing and walking away side by side, a shadow passing over his eyes.

The used to stand by his side like that, always there whenever he turned his head.

he smiles she used to give him were far more intimate and tender than the one she just gave Chase.

But now, when Sylvia looked at him, there was only distance and disgust.

hat relaxed smile on her face was something he desperately craved but could no longer have.

le had lost her.

¡ylvia and Chase arrived at the restaurant.

She drank quite a bit and got tipsy.

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Chapter 15

Maybe it was because Chase had helped her so much since she arrived in New York, despite being her boss.

Without realizing it, Sylvia started opening up about her past.

Chase was a good listener, mostly staying quiet and letting her vent.

But when he heard about Ford kicking her down the stairs repeatedly, his eyes darkened, and he muttered a curse under his breath.

Sylvia chuckled softly. “Unbelievable, right?”

Her laughter faded into tears.

How does he… how does he even have the nerve to ask for forgiveness?”

Chase looked down at the tears on her cheeks, silenced for a moment, then said, “Don’t worry. No one’s gonna bully you ever again.”

Sylvia cried herself to sleep, drunk and exhausted.

Chase picked her up to take her home.

But just as they reached the restaurant entrance, Ford appeared.

His voice was cold. “Give Sylvia to me. I’ll get her home safe.”

He spoke to Chase, but his burning gaze was fixed on Sylvia.

He couldn’t help himself, he had followed them all the way.

Sylvia and Chase had been eating for hours, and he had been watching them from a distance for hours.

Seeing them laugh, seeing their closeness… jealousy gnawed at him like a viper.

He wanted to storm in and snatch Sylvia back.

but he didn’t dare, terrified of making her angry.

le finally understood how miserable Sylvia must have felt every time he laughed with Lyla.

ouldn’t hold back. He stepped forward, trying to take the sleeping Sylvia from Chase’s arms.

oped back, keeping Sylvia out of his reach.

Ord looked up at Chase, eyes icy. “Mr. Kingsley, what’s your problem? Sylvia is my wife. You keep getting close to her. You trying to teal my woman?”

hase didn’t answer. Instead, he gently set Sylvia down on a nearby armchair.

lowly rolling up his sleeves, he turned to Ford. “Your wife? You really think you have the right to call her that?”

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