Chapter 98

Trevon did not glance back as he marched ahead. Lydia bit down hard and drew a line across her wrist with a knife. The sharp pain forced a scream from her lips. Trevon spun around to see her wrist smeared with blood. He rushed to her, pressing on the wound. "Are you out of your mind?"

However, Lydia just threw her arms around his waist. "Trevon, you do care. You still love me, don't you?"

Ignoring her plea, Trevon signaled for a security guard to bring a first aid kit. Lydia watched him with longing, unable to tear her gaze away. Even at the hospital, she clung to Trevon. "Don't go. If you leave, I won't let them treat me."

With no other choice, Trevon stayed by her side through the stitching, until a sedative lulled her to sleep. He exhaled deeply and instructed Daniel, "Get someone to keep an eye on her. Make sure she doesn't do anything rash.

"And call Sanders. They need to come and talk some sense into her."

"Understood."

"Mr. Gibson, it's late. I should drive you home," Dani