The Moment I Realized I Can't Lose You novel Chapter 37

"Follow me." Miles gave Joaquin a cool, calculating look, masking whatever he was truly thinking, and hobbled forward on his crutches to lead the way.

As they walked, he casually threw over his shoulder, "Mr. Judd, when a patient is feeling nauseous, abruptly shifting their center of gravity isn't recommended. Carrying her like that is only going to make her stomach worse."

Joaquin stared at Miles's back, his eyes practically shooting daggers. "Do you make a habit of being this overly concerned about other men's wives?"

Miles chuckled lightly. "Just offering some friendly advice. Besides being your wife, Audrey is also my friend."

Joaquin’s voice dropped to a freezing register. "You're really just friends?"

"Of course." Miles pushed open the door to the VIP lounge, gesturing for Joaquin to carry her inside. "You and Rainey are 'just friends.' Naturally, Audrey and I are the same."

Tucked against Joaquin’s chest, Audrey had a front-row seat to the exact moment Joaquin’s face turned an ugly shade of thunderous gray. A sudden, deeply satisfying thrill rushed through her, and she instinctively shot Miles a look of pure admiration.

She had always heard Miles was a former mercenary who rarely bothered with high society events, so she had just assumed he was the strong, silent type. She had no idea the man had such a lethal tongue.

When she glanced over, Miles was already looking at her. For a split second, their eyes met—hers sparkling with approval, his lined with quiet concern.

Joaquin caught the silent exchange. The massive stone sitting on his chest suddenly felt twice as heavy.

Instead of setting her down on the sofa, he simply sat down, keeping her firmly anchored on his lap.

Audrey stiffened, immediately trying to push off him. "We're in the lounge. Let me go."

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