The Day I Stopped Waiting Was the Day He Started Begging novel Chapter 77

Under York's relentless urging, Felicity finally emerged from the boutique, looking at him with feigned annoyance.

"York, you're always so busy. You rarely have time for me and Seraphina. We finally get to go shopping, and you're rushing me."

"If you want to shop, call your friends. Having a man tag along is a waste of time."

York replied flatly.

"Prosecutor Yates, what a coincidence."

Tyler Zimmerman just happened to be passing by.

He shamelessly eyed Felicity up and down, his gaze entirely inappropriate.

"Ms. Xavier, we meet again."

Felicity didn't respond, shrinking back behind York and speaking in a timid whisper.

"York, let's go home."

"Prosecutor Yates sure has a charmed life. A drop-dead gorgeous wife waiting at home, and a sweet little sister keeping him company out on the town."

A cold, predatory smile played at the edges of York's lips.

"You're awfully arrogant for a guy out on bail. If you've got time to run your mouth, you'd be better off spending it finding a decent defense attorney."

"Actually, no. You'd be better off picking out a nice casket."

The insult struck a direct nerve.

Tyler's face darkened instantly, all pretense of civility vanishing.

"Don't get too full of yourself, York."

"This isn't over!"

York lazily rolled his eyes.

"I'm right here waiting. Do something other than bark."

Tyler scoffed furiously and stormed off, seething with resentment.

He swore to himself that one day, he would crush York beneath his heel and wipe that arrogant look off his face for good.

Once Tyler was gone, York looked down at Felicity, who was still clutching his arm, and firmly pulled himself free.

"If I did, I wouldn't have married Madeline."

"But you're getting a divorce, aren't you? Madeline doesn't even love you! And you only left because..."

Felicity blurted out. She took a step toward him, but York immediately stepped back, the physical boundary painfully obvious.

The man's words cut through the evening breeze, chilling her to the bone.

"Felicity, we live under the same roof. We see each other every day. Don't make this ugly."

"Whatever happens between me and Madeline is none of your business."

Furthermore, he had absolutely no intention of letting Madeline go.

Watching York's stony expression and deliberate distance, Felicity felt as if her heart were being shredded. But she knew York's temper.

Just like his icy demeanor, he could be absolutely ruthless when someone crossed his boundaries.

He had packed up and left for two years just because he was angry at Madeline. He wouldn't hesitate to cut her off either.

Felicity wiped her tears, burying the vicious resentment burning in her eyes.