Another excuse, another carefully crafted line. It might work once, but it felt too obvious when he kept repeating it.
I calmly pulled my hand from his grasp, my voice steady but cold as I said, "Go wait for me in the car. I'd like to have a word with Miss Myers."
Caleb did not move. He stood there for a moment, hesitant.
"What? Are you afraid I'll kill her and eat her alive?" I asked, arching an eyebrow.
There was nothing left for him to say. Caleb finally turned and left the ward.
There were only two of us left in the wardnow, the sterile hospital air thick with tension. I pulled the chair beside her bed and sat down slowly, locking eyes with Scarlett as her once pitiful expression melted away. It was instantly replaced by an air of smug arrogance.
"I'm afraid Mrs. Hayes doesn't know that Caleb and I have loved each other since high school."
"Whether I know or not is not important at all. That was the past, long before now. I am Caleb's wife and if you were paying attention, you would have heard him clearly reject you just now. I suggest you refrain from meddling in our marriage any further."