Ethan Junior's POV
With the time difference, we arrived at 9:00 p.m at night. I wanted to head directly to Anton's father mansion since Dad had located their address but Evan had told me to stay in my hotel room for the balance of the night and begin first thing the following day.
I didn't want to wait.
I wanted blood.
Blood for hurting the woman I still carrying feelings for and the woman carrying a baby. My baby. I was certain.
"If you don't calm down, your angry would get the best of you and you would let everything blow up in our faces before we even get to Zenia. People cannot know we're here, EJ!" Evan yelled when I punched a hole in the wall.
"What if that was Jasmine? What if she was exactly in Zenia's position while carrying the twins? Would you be sitting still, Evan?"
I was boiling over with rage like a tsunami making its way to land. I didn't want to wait, I wanted to find Anton and beat him until his own mother couldn't recognize him.