Chapter 222
Eric stood right in front of her. His lips were drawn into a tight line, eyes locked onto her with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine.
“Didn’t I tell you to wait for me? What made you think getting into someone else’s car was a good idea?”
Before she could respond, his hand shot forward, grasping her chin.
“What, were you too polite to say no? Acting like that only invites trouble.”
Had he seen everything?
What was he even talking about?
Hadley blinked, confusion spilling from her before she could stop it.
“It wasn’t about being polite, Eric. I got into his car because I wanted to.”
Hadley opened her mouth to speak, but before she could finish, Eric’s grip on her chin tightened. A sharp pressure forced a pained gasp from her.
His gaze dropped, dark and unreadable. Then, in a low, mocking tone, he asked, “You actually wanted to leave with him? Do you even hear yourself?”
“Yourself right now?”
His eyes remained locked on hers, his voice a chilling blend of amusement and something far more menacing.
Hadley swallowed hard, fighting to keep her composure. “Why does it even matter to you, Eric? I can ride in his car if I want to.”
“Hadley!”
Eric’s patience finally snapped, his voice sharp with frustration. “I told you I was coming to get you!”
“I never asked you to,” Hadley snapped, lifting her chin in defiance. “I don’t need you. Don’t ever pull something like that again.”
For a moment, disbelief flickered across Eric’s face. He stood frozen, speechless.
Did she really just say she didn’t need him?
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A humorless laugh escaped Eric, his gaze sharpening. “Don’t tell me you actually like Denver. Is that it?”
“Yes!” Hadley’s response was immediate, unwavering. She then repeated herself, her voice firm. “That’s right, Eric. I like Denver. What’s the problem?”
“You…”
Eric froze, a cold fire sparking in his eyes. “Repeat what you said.”
Hadley stood her ground, unfazed. She met his stare with equal intensity.
“I said I like Denver. He’s a great guy, comes from a good family, and he treats me well. Even Nyla thinks we’re a perfect match.”
“Stop! That’s enough!”
Eric’s voice cracked with fury, his anger rising like a storm. Each word she said about Denver felt like a sharp jab.
Fighting to keep his composure, Eric stared at her, his face a mask of control. “So now you suddenly like Denver? Is your affection really that easy to come by? Will you latch onto any man who shows you attention?”
A few days ago, she’d claimed to have feelings for Duran. And now…
Denver?