The Day I Stopped Waiting Was the Day He Started Begging novel Chapter 107

Sloane narrowed her eyes, her perfectly sculpted brows furrowing in deep displeasure.

"Are you stalking me?"

Caleb mentally cursed. He had been so entirely absorbed in watching Sloane's romantic drama unfold that he hadn't realized he'd been spotted.

He forced an awkward laugh.

"Ms. Sutton, aren't you feeling well?"

"I know a snake in the grass when I see one. What does my health have to do with you? We aren't exactly friends, Caleb."

Sloane held onto Evie, looking at him with open mockery.

"Spit it out. What exactly are you up to? If you don't give me a good explanation right now, I'm calling the cops."

"Try me. I'll have you locked up in a heartbeat. You know what they call people who stalk others? Psychos!"

Sloane's temper was the exact opposite of Madeline's.

Madeline was practically a saint—gentle, composed, and polite to everyone except York.

Sloane, on the other hand, was a spoiled heiress with an explosive temper. The slightest spark would set her off.

If she said she was going to call the cops, she absolutely meant it.

Caleb quickly backed down.

"Whoa, hold on, Ms. Sutton. We're practically acquaintances, right? You're my friend's wife's best friend. I just saw some guy bothering you and wanted to see if you needed a hand."

"Ha," Sloane scoffed, entirely unconvinced. "If you had just admitted you were here to watch the drama, I might have actually believed you."

"Helping me? Caleb, your ability to lie straight to my face is genuinely impressive."

"Let me make this clear. If I ever catch you stalking me again, I'll ruin you online before you can even blink!"

"Alright, alright, I swear it was just a coincidence today."

Caleb quickly shifted his gaze to Evie, feigning surprise. "Wow, where did you find such an adorable little girl? Don't tell me she's yours?"

"So what if she is? Got a problem with that?"