Chapter 837:
Her fury was palpable. How could he talk about the past so casually and still refuse to sever ties with her? If he cared about her, why hadnât he shown it before? If he didnât care, why was he acting like this now? She felt completely confused.
Daloresâ words seemed to strike a nerve, and Julioâs gaze turned stormy. He flicked his cigarette aside and advanced, seizing her wrist and backing her against the car. His fingers, cold and firm, tilted her chin up, his eyes narrowing dangerously.
âIâm doing this because you owe me a child,â he declared, his tone serious, as if he truly expected her to give him a child.
Dalores opened her mouth to retort, but a voice interrupted them.
âWhatâs going on here?â
Julio remained unmoved. Dalores mustered all her strength to push him away. She turned and locked eyes with Kinseyâs dark expression. She approached Kinsey, her posture rigid under the weight of Julioâs intense scrutiny.
Positioned behind Kinsey, she avoided Julioâs gaze.
âMr. Ferguson, shouldnât you explain this now?â Kinseyâs gaze bored into Julio.
Julioâs heart ached as he watched Dalores walk to Kinseyâs side, yet he kept his expression impassive.
âShe slipped, and I helped her up. Is there a problem?â Julio said, his words clearly fabricated. But Kinsey, not wanting to ruin his relationship with Julio, suppressed his irritation.
âWell, what brings you here, Mr. Ferguson?â
Your story source galnovâ¯ðµð¼â¤cøm âIâm just here to help your wife.â Julioâs tone remained indifferent as his eyes met Kinseyâs.
Instantly, Kinseyâs face flushed with anger. Wasnât Julioâs remark an overt challenge?
Dalores bit her lip, glaring at Julio. What was he trying to do? His words would only make Kinsey misunderstand them more.
âDrive carefully on your way back. Iâve finished what I came to do,â Julio announced, climbing into his car and pulling away.
âDalores, have you forgotten what I warned you about?â Kinsey turned, his anger now directed at Dalores.
Dalores opened her mouth to speak, yet words failed her. Julioâs earlier statements were dangerously ambiguous.
Kinsey snatched the phone from Daloresâ hand and demanded, âDid you get this phone from Eileen just to contact Mr. Ferguson? Explain yourself. If youâre involved with him, Iâll let you be together!â
âNo!â Dalores shook her head in panic. She couldnât afford to cut ties with Kinsey. Without his financial support, she wouldnât be able to provide for Emerson. Besides, even as Kinseyâs wife, she was already suffering from Julioâs pestering. If she left Kinsey, she believed Julio would only harass her more, risking the exposure of Emersonâs existence.
âRemember what you said. If thereâs nothing between you and him, keep your distance,â Kinsey stated, his tone sharp. Despite sensing something amiss, Kinsey chose not to delve deeper and merely issued a warning. He returned the phone to Dalores before walking away.
Dalores stood frozen, torn between Julioâs unyielding pursuit and Kinseyâs stern ultimatums. She felt trapped in a dilemma. After a momentâs hesitation, she dialed Eileen for help.
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