The Years Between Signing and Seeing novel Chapter 164

Suzie sighed in exasperation. How did we end up back on this topic? she thought. Is he really determined to keep me here?

As she stewed in her frustration, the maid standing nearby spoke up hesitantly. “Mrs. Baylor, you should stay. It’s normal for couples to argue. Look at Mr. Baylor’s arm… he had to get it re-bandaged because last night he—”

“Don’t you have work to do?”

Jamie’s sharp rebuke cut the maid off mid-sentence. Startled, she immediately bowed her head, stammering, “I… I’m sorry, sir. I spoke out of turn. I’ll get back to my duties.”

With that, the maid practically fled, as if escaping punishment.

Suzie mulled over the maid's unfinished sentence, her mind instantly flashing back to the night before. She quickly put two and two together: it was almost certainly Jamie who had carried her from the sofa to the bed.

The realization spread through her, and a fresh surge of anxiety hit her. In the past, the thought of him carrying her to bed while she slept might have felt like a dream come true. Now, it only filled her with a chilling fear. What if he took advantage of her being asleep to drag her to a hospital for a forced procedure?

The air was thick with tension for a long moment before Suzie broke the silence. “I will stay here until the paternity test results are back. Out of respect for the fact that we were once married, I’ll be generous enough to give you that closure. But if you think you’re taking my children, I will fight you with everything I have! Now, give me my bag and my phone!”

She deliberately mimicked his own authoritative tone, letting all her demands spill out at once.

After she spoke, her eyes remained locked on his face, trying to gauge his reaction. But his expression was an unreadable mask of frost.

Shaking off the thought, she quickly opened the box. Inside, her phone lay face up, its screen a spiderweb of cracks. It had clearly been dropped, or more likely, smashed.

In disbelief, Suzie snatched the phone and frantically pressed the power button. She tried again and again, but the screen remained black. It was completely dead.

She tossed the box onto a nearby console table and stormed back to Jamie, holding up the shattered device. “Why did you smash my phone?!”

Still seated, Jamie slowly looked up at her and said nonchalantly, “I dropped it by accident when I was getting it. And, well, you’ve seen our floors. This expensive marble is quite hard.”