Chapter 87: Shelia’s POV - His Scorching Warmth

“I didn’t even realize it myself, but my possessiveness over you runs so deep. I can’t stand any man getting close to you,” Hugh whispered as he tightened his arms around my waist, pulling me closer.

His breath was warm against my ear, his voice unusually gentle, “Just the thought of you being with someone else drives me crazy…”

I wanted to roll my eyes. Hugh, you weren’t always like this! The man I used to know was cold, aloof, and as emotionally distant as a machine—definitely not this overgrown puppy trying to act sweet and vulnerable.

“Let go! I don’t love you anymore!” I had to reject him firmly, without hesitation. I couldn’t let myself fall for him again.

I tried to get up from the bathtub, but his strong hand pulled me back, and my body collapsed into his arms, unable to support itself. He grabbed my chin, forcing me to look into his eyes as he spoke slowly and deliberately, “Shelia, can you honestly say you don’t feel anything for me? Look into my eyes and say it again.”