What She Overheard in Her Own Marriage novel Chapter 527

Finnian was still in his business attire—a white shirt paired with a dark suit. His hair was slightly disheveled from the sea breeze. When his eyes landed on a shirtless Silas, his gaze narrowed dangerously.

A second later, he saw Kaia step out of the bedroom holding a crisp white shirt. Finnian's pupils dilated violently, as if he had just been stung.

"Kaia, what are you doing in his room?" Finnian's voice was dangerously low, a sharp edge of interrogation lacing his words.

Kaia looked at him, then at Silas, before replying evenly, "He drank too much. I brought him back to his room. Is that a problem, Mr. Sanders?"

Finnian flinched as if he had been struck with a whip. He stood frozen in the doorway like a brick wall, his face a stormy mask of displeasure.

Kaia ignored his dark expression. She owed him zero explanations. Why was he looking at her like he had the right to judge her?

"Don't blame Kaia... blame me," Silas slurred, immediately jumping in to take the fall. "I shouldn't have drank so much..."

Finnian glared at him sharply before turning back to Kaia. "I'll take over. You've been working all afternoon. You must be exhausted. Go get some rest."

"It's fine," Kaia said coolly. "I can handle it. He got drunk taking shots for me anyway."

Silas chimed in, playing the innocent victim. "Kaia, no, it's okay. You go rest... I can take care of myself. I'm fine."

A sneer pulled at Finnian's lips. Who is Silas putting on this act for?

But Kaia stood firm. "It's dangerous to leave someone alone when they're this drunk. I'll stay."

"Thank you, Dr. Chavez..." Silas flashed a boyish, utterly innocent smile.

Silas had seen the sheer murder in Finnian's eyes. As much as he wanted Kaia to stay, he wouldn't risk tarnishing her reputation.

To him, Kaia was sacred. He wouldn't tolerate anyone slandering her, nor would he overstep any boundaries himself.

Kaia hesitated, realizing it was indeed slightly inappropriate for her to stay. She picked up her bag. "Alright. Keep safe. Call me if you need me."

As Kaia approached the door, Finnian took two steps back to let her pass.

The moment she was gone, Finnian turned a deadly glare onto Silas. "From now on, keep your damn clothes on. Stop stripping in front of people."

Silas chuckled, a mocking glint in his eye. "Finnian, we might be by the ocean, but your net is cast awfully wide. You're trying to control whether I wear clothes now?"