Chapter 68
Dylan
When Cherry tumbled to the floor, her face contorted with pain. My heart ached for some unknown reason.
“Cherry!” I cried out, trying to go over to cuddle her.
“What the hell is happening to her? Someone go get a doctor!” I shouted.
Just seconds ago, I was consumed by anger and resentment toward her.
“W-Why am I feeling this? Why the hell am I worried about you when you had tried to kill me? On top of that, you are having an affair,” I whispered loud enough for just the two of us to hear.
Cherry had this strange power over me, an irresistible magnetism that drove me to protect her, even when I didn't want to.
“Dylan, just what are you doing here? Stay away from her!” Chelsea mumbled, pulling me away from Cherry.
Seeing Cherry lay there, unconscious and vulnerable, I felt an odd concern and frustration.
“Dylan, we'd better get a doctor over here.” Chelsea's grip on my arm tightened, her gaze never leaving me.