Who’s the Dog Now? novel Chapter 216

Zebulon hadn't expected such a strong reaction from Naomi. He rubbed his nose, feeling a bit guilty. "It's not that I don't know you were wronged. I'll make it up to you, but Tiffany, she—"

"I'm just asking you, what did you do?"

Naomi didn't know the details of Tiffany's situation, nor did she care. The image of Tiffany that day was burned into her memory. She had never despised someone so much. Even when Tiffany had gotten her injured, Naomi hadn't been that angry, just wary.

But being framed by Tiffany, being incited against by the crowd, and nearly being dragged away and hurt—those events were seared into her soul, leaving deep psychological scars.

She truly wanted to crack open Zebulon's head and see what was inside.

How could he be so completely unable to distinguish right from wrong?

"I..." Zebulon had been confident that if he asked Naomi personally, she would let it go.

He hadn't expected her to react so strongly before he could even finish his sentence.

He felt a surge of awkwardness. "Naomi, just listen to me. Tiffany's family isn't well off, and she—"

"I asked you what you did."

Naomi's voice was flat, but her gaze was sharp, like thorns, and it ignited Zebulon's temper.

He'd always been like this, incapable of taking responsibility. Back then, when he was the one who went too far and hurt her, he'd still acted righteous, convinced that Naomi was his devoted follower who would cling to him no matter what.

But after all this, Zebulon could see Naomi's resolve. In his panic, he wanted to do something, anything, to prove he was still important to her.

After she'd ignored him for so long, he had sought out Tiffany.

Tiffany claimed she only did it because she loved him so much and never imagined things would get so serious. She said she was willing to apologize, hoping Naomi would calm down.

In truth, Zebulon didn't care what Tiffany said or did. He was just thinking, if Naomi dislikes Tiffany so much, what if he kept Tiffany by his side?

Just as Tiffany said, women get jealous. If Naomi got jealous over Tiffany, wouldn't she come back to him?

Naomi had always treasured Zebulon, willing to do anything for him.

But now, she had actually hit him.

Carter shot Zebulon a look, trying to silently ask what on earth he had done to provoke the normally good-tempered Naomi to this point.

But Zebulon didn't even notice Carter's signal.

He slowly turned his head back to face Naomi.

Naomi's eyes were already red.

The terror of that night flooded back to her. The look she gave Zebulon no longer held a trace of love. There was only hatred.

Zebulon was finally, truly panicked. Forgetting the sting on his cheek, he reached for her. "Naomi..."