Chapter 98: Shelia's POV - Hugh Lost Control

In the past, I would have apologized to him out of habit, a natural sense of submission. But things are different now.

“What does it have to do with you?” I snapped back at him.

Furious, Hugh threw the cake to the ground. Cream and fruit splattered across my shoes, but I barely noticed. I just stood there, staring at him in disbelief. Hugh, how could you do this?

“Hugh, what’s wrong with you?” I tried to keep my anger in check, but my voice trembled despite myself.

“You have the nerve to ask me that?” he growled through clenched teeth. “Shelia, how many times do you expect me to stand by and watch? Huh?”

His hot breath, laced with the smell of alcohol, hit my face as he leaned closer. The rage in his eyes was like sharp knives cutting into my heart. I could feel the sting deep inside.

“What did I do?” I lifted my chin stubbornly, refusing to back down. “Zachary is just a friend. He was hurt, and I helped him bandage his wound. What’s the problem?”

“Friend?” He laughed bitterly,