Chapter 80: Shelia's POV- Longing to Be Held, Only to Be Pushed Away

In that moment, his gaze was sincere, as if losing me meant losing his whole world. His thumb gently brushed my palm, slowly trying to break through the walls I'd built.

But I kept reminding myself—this was all an act, just another way for him to regain the power to hurt me. Without hesitation, I shook off his hand.

Just then, Zachary appeared, holding a set of keys. His anxious face came into view. I hurriedly pushed Hugh away. His gaze darkened dangerously, like an enraged predator, glaring at me.

I didn't dare look at him. Instead, I clumsily tried to straighten my clothes. Zach's handsome face showed a mix of fatigue and gloom. When he saw my swollen lips and messy hair, his expression dimmed even more.

Did Zachary hear everything from outside the door? I wondered, my heart racing.

Zachary quickly composed himself. "You two..." His eyes shifted from me to Hugh, standing behind me, his tone accusatory.

"This is between Shelia and me. It's none of your business," Hugh said cold