I Forgot I Ever Loved You (Zoe and Hayden) novel Chapter 119

The two women didn't care about their image anymore; they just prayed Hayden and Asher wouldn't spot them.

Yet Zoe, mustering some liquid courage, dared to glance over her shoulder.

The very man she and Nadia had just tried to seduce was now boxed in by two massive figures.

Zoe unfortunately caught a perfect view of Hayden's profile.

His sharp jawline was distinctly illuminated by the club's neon lights, so tense he looked ready to explode into violence.

Hayden and Asher forcefully shoved the guy face-first against the bar. Realizing things were about to turn ugly, the surrounding crowd had already scattered in terror.

"W-who are you? What do you want?!"

The man, who had striking, fox-like eyes and a beauty mark by his cheek, reeked of heavy cologne and cosmetics.

Something about his heavily styled appearance made both Hayden and Asher inexplicably furious.

"You call yourself a man—"

Hayden locked his hand around the guy's throat, lifting him until his eyes rolled to the back of his head.

The guy was pinned to the wall, gasping desperately for air.

Asher watched with absolute contempt. How could this pathetic excuse for a man even begin to compare to him?

How dare this loser try to snatch the girl he had raised by his side for over a decade. "Spit it out. The two women who just came up to you—where did they go?"

With Hayden holding the guy hostage, Asher's voice resonated like a grim reaper from hell.

The man thrashed wildly, clawing at Hayden's arm.

The veins on the back of Hayden's hand stood out like terrifying, coiled snakes.

Asher cast a brief glance and muttered, "Ease up. Don't actually kill him."

Hayden finally realized he was a second away from snapping the guy's neck.

He slightly loosened his grip, and the man immediately burst into loud, hysterical bawling. Hayden and Asher's faces twisted in revulsion; they both wanted to slap him unconscious.

Seriously? This guy?

Had Zoe been kicked in the head by a mule?

How could she possibly be interested in someone this pathetic?

Hayden stared at his own imposing reflection in the liquor cabinet glass, taking in the rugged face that countless women obsessed over—

Could it be—

That she thought he was getting too old?

Asher seemed to read Hayden's mind perfectly.

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