Chapter 114


    “Get up!” I implored anxiously. “What if Lyle barges in and sees us together? There would be a lot of


    people with him. All of his wicked friends.” I shoved him again. If he wanted to be with me, we cannot


    be seen together yet.


    “Alright. Give me a kiss, and I will obey you, albeit reluctantly.” Christopher rubbed his eyes and sat up.


    Without his usual mischief, coupled with his disheveled hair, he looked just like a child forced to wake


    up before he had slept his fill.


    The voices outside grew more intense; it wasn’t the time to argue. I hurriedly kissed him on the cheek


    so that he would leave.


    He stretched and threw open the window. To my amazement, he crawled out of it like in the movies and


    disappeared out of sight. I hurried over to the window with my heart thumping fearfully only to discover


    to my relief that I was merely on the first floor.


    Christopher turned back to wink before disappearing into the shade of the foliage. At the exact


    moment, the door swung open, revealing Lyle at the entrance with a stony expression. Behind him,


    Sabrina winked at me and peered around Lyle to confirm that Christopher had left before giving me a


    thumbs up.


    Lyle saw that I was already awake and that displeased him. “Why didn’t youe out since you were


    awake?” He shouted. “Do you have anyone hiding in here?”


    Does he have anything new to use me of? I ignored him, save an indifferent re at his direction.


    Lyle tugged on his hair hesitantly. He did not seem to have meant what he said but spoke before


    thinking it through. It was a pet peeve of mine which he did so often that I have learned to suppress the


    anger quickly.


    Due to this man’s shamelessness, I have learned my lesson countless times. The only thing I could do


    was to put myself in his shoes to gauge his thoughts. That meant channeling the worst aspects of


    myself to match his.


    “I’m sure you can see for yourself if there’s anybody hidden here,” I snapped. “Why don’t you summon


    another one of your boys to lie in wait in my room before inviting a crowd over to witness my shame?


    Heck, why don’t you call the elders too? If this gets blown out of proportion, no amount of exining


    would clear my name. Isn’t that what you wanted?”


    In actual fact, I felt a guilty twinge in my conscience for saying those things because I was already


    involved with Christopher. But Lyle’s antics and his unwillingness to grant me a divorce had absolved


    me of my guilt a long time ago. I have no reason to respect a man who does not respect me in return.


    “I’m sorry, Eve. I couldn’t stop this mad dog froming in.”


    “Sabrina, sometimes it’s better to remain silent,” Lyle snarled. Turning back to me, he said, “Can we


    talk?”


    “What is there to talk about, scumbag? Try and harm Eve again with me here and see what happens.


    In a world of scumbag men, one as scummy as you is a rare sight indeed.” Sabrina stood in between


    us and shielded me from Lyle’s gaze.


    “Yvonne!” Lyle implored, looking over Sabrina at me.


    “Sabby, you’ve been up all night. Why don’t you grab something to eat and take a nap.” Of course, I


    wasn’t intending on discussing matters with Lyle, but Sabrina really was exhausted. She could not stop


    yawning.


    “I don’t think it’s a good idea,” Sabrina said hesitantly.


    “Don’t worry. We’re in broad daylight.” I smiled.


    “Alright, then. Do be careful. Scream for help if anything happens. I will be here with my knight in


    shining armor.” Sabrina winked at me and gave Lyle onest contemptuous re before departing.


    “You…” Lyle was rigid with anger as he had trouble finding the words to retort. Suddenly, his face grew


    ashen as something caught his attention. He strode quickly toward the bed and threw off the cover.


    I grew anxious, worried that Christopher had left something of his on the bed. It was only when the


    cover waspletely off that I caught sight of therge pillow before I understood what Lyle was


    suspecting.


    I stifled augh with difficulty. Christopher was crafty. I thought he was just being yful when he


    stuffed the pillow under the quilt to approximate the shape of a person. He hadid a trap for Lyle to


    walk right into.


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    I wasn’t about to give up an opportunity as ideal as this to torment Lyle. I walked over to hug the pillow.


    “Here is my adulterer. Would you like to take a picture?” I said with a cheeky smile along with my most


    infuriatingly innocent voice.