Who’s the Dog Now? novel Chapter 24

Naomi couldn't help but question her judgment all these years.

Could a man as utterly devoid of empathy as Zebulon really be the same person who had saved her back then?

What she had fallen for was his warmth…

“What’s with that tone? Are you saying you’ve been wronged? Do you need me to list all the things you’ve done recently?”

They were approaching the spot where he was supposed to carry out the bet, and Zebulon’s voice grew impatient. “Naomi, this is your last chance. You’d better think carefully.”

Naomi’s expression hardened. “I will not apologize.”

She was the one who had been humiliated and trampled on. She would never apologize to Zebulon.

A flicker of annoyance crossed Zebulon’s face.

“Fine, you said it!”

Zebulon slammed on the brakes, bringing the car to a screeching halt.

As Naomi watched in confusion, he quickly got out, walked over to her side, and yanked the door open, pulling her out.

Seeing Naomi stumble in surprise, Zebulon instinctively reached out to steady her. But then he remembered his friends were watching, and he hardened his heart.

He had given her a chance but she was the one who didn’t take it.

“Naomi, being stubborn won’t win me back.”

“You can just stand here and think about it!”

With that, Zebulon jumped back in the car, floored the gas, and sped off. Before Naomi could even say a word, all she could see was the back of his car disappearing down the road.

It took her a long moment to process what had just happened. Had Zebulon just abandoned her on the side of the road?

Their neighborhood was one of Tyra’s most affluent, famous for its beautiful environment but also notoriously inconvenient.

There were no bus stops or subway stations nearby; the wealthy residents all used their private cars. But now she was stranded in an awkward spot, on a one-way street, so a driver couldn't even come to pick her up.

Just as she was about to lose hope, a car approached from the distance and pulled up in front of her.

The license plate looked unfamiliar. Naomi looked quizzically toward the driver's seat.

Through her tear-blurred vision, the driver rolled down the window, revealing a stunningly handsome face.

“Lennon?”

Naomi was so surprised that she forgot she was trying to hold back her emotions. When she spoke, all her pent-up frustration came pouring out, her voice catching with a sob. “What are you doing here?”

Lennon’s gaze met her reddened eyes, and something flickered in their depths.

He grabbed some tissues, got out of the car, and opened the passenger door while asking her what was wrong.

Naomi bit her lip, too embarrassed to admit that Zebulon had just abandoned her.

Lennon frowned, his voice laced with a hint of resignation and something else she couldn’t quite place. “Never mind. I’ll take you to school.”