"I-I…"
"Mr. Giblo, please calm down. We have a lot of guests with us, including the representative from the Chroma family. I believe it's best to not cause a scene, " Benard said in a hushed tone.
"He's right! We shouldn't get worked up and contaminate our hands because of such a filthy woman! She doesn't deserve our time!" Shelley played along with Benard to persuade Zayn.
Shelley's words worked like a charm—Zayn suppressed his wrath and returned to his usual indifferent self.
He cast Carla to the couch queried in a dead-pan tone, "Are you such a fragile man, Mr. Chroma? You have the audacity to hit on my woman, but you can't even take a punch from me?"Brad brought himself up and wiped the blood off his face. He gritted his teeth and rushed over to Zayn's side in an attempt to assault him.
Zayn's eyes gleamed in excitement.
He lifted his leg to deliver another powerful kick, but when he was about to reach Brad, Carla sprinted over and got in front of Brad to shield him from the brutal kick.
Consequently, the powerful kick was launched on Carla's abdomen area.
As he tried to stop Carla from falling, Brad fell to the ground with Carla in his embrace.
Slouching against Brad, Carla felt as though her body would break in half soon.
Zayn was shocked as Carla started shivering in pain. He glared at her in disbelief because he didn't expect she would put her life at stake for another man.
Does that mean she prioritizes Brad's safety over her own wellbeing?
His hands balled into fists with his nails penetrating his palms.
Brad cradled Carla in his arms with his body trembling in fear. "Carla! H-Have you lost your mind?"
Beads of sweat streamed down Carla's forehead as colors drained from her face. She forced a smile and asserted, "I-I'm fine. Please leave us alone."
"C-Carla…"
"Go!" The fragile woman pushed him away from her.
Benard rushed over to help Brad up and stated in a hushed voice, "Mr. Chroma, allow me to show you the way out. Miss Wigston will be fine as long as you stay away from her."
He managed to persuade the dejected man.
Brad raised his head and glared at Zayn in the eyes. "We shall see!"
"Let's go, Mr. Chroma…" Benard dragged Brad out of the room with him.
Meanwhile, Zayn had his cold gaze glued to Carla with frustration written all over his face.
Shelley whispered, "Zayn… don't get worked up over such a filthy woman…"
"Get out of my sight at once, " Zayn shot back in dead seriousness.
"Zayn…" Shelley was about to say something, but when she noticed his gaze full of murderous intent, she fled, rushing out of the room.
Mosa was about to say something to talk some senses into the enraged man, but she changed her mind and brought herself out of the room with Shelley after giving it a thought.
Zayn marched towards Carla while looking down upon her as though he was a devil that was sent to reap her soul.
Carla inched away from the vicious-looking man and tried to bring herself up from the ground, but she convulsed unwittingly due to the racking sensation coming from her waist.
Finally, Zayn brought himself to a halt and crouched over, staring at him when they were merely a few inches away from one another.
She was clueless about the things he had in his mind because she couldn't read his emotion.
Carla avoided his gaze and stuttered, "N-Nothing's going on between Brad and me… H-He's merely here because he has something to tell me…"
Zayn grasped her chin and raised her face against her will, stating with an evil grin, "You must have a thing for him, huh? I can't believe you're willing to forsake your life to protect him!"
"I don't want to get him involved because he has nothing to do with this…" Carla's gown was completely drenched in sweat as she started sweating profusely.
Zayn chuckled as though he just heard the most hilarious joke of the century. "Are you telling me he has nothing to do with you when you have given birth to his children? Do you really think I'm a fool? If you're telling the truth, who's the father of the children?"
"N-No… h-he's…" Carla got anxious and tried to explain herself.
"Shut up! Stop pushing your luck and challenging my limits! Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll—"
He leaned over and enunciated his reply in a serious manner, "I'll kill him."
Shelley's jaw dropped open when she heard Zayn's words—the man's jealousy and his desire to possess her had driven him mad.
He seemed to be serious and would send Brad to hell should Carla refuse to stay away from him as she had promised.
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