Chapter 145

Isla Therese's Pov

Marcus raised his hand in mid-air as if he were waving a white flag.

"You're the husband. Feel free to take your wife home. No one, and not even me would dare to stop you."

Kairos opened his palm. Kio handed the key to his Ashton Martin.

"Let's go," Kairos whispered as he possessively snaked his arms around my waist.

I could feel him glancing at me like he wanted to say something or he wanted me to say something to him, but I didn't dare meet his eyes.

"Keep your eyes on the road, Kairos. You're driving. I don't want us to get into an accident." His jaw clenched and it felt like the air between us became thicker.

I didn't ask him where we were headed because I thought we were going back to the hotel, but here we were now walking toward his private jet.

"I don't understand where this silent treatment and anger of yours is coming from." I faced him gritting my teeth which stopped him from talking midway.

"Your wife's co-worker was violated, Kairos, and instead