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"P-Please, I'm b-begging you..."
She couldn't understand how it had come to this. Hated how the man she loved had her begging just like her father had once begged.
"P-Please..."
But Hunter had already walked away as if she no longer existed.
Chapter Ten
HUNTER WASN'T SUREhow much time had passed. It was as if he’d blacked out, and as the jealous rage faded, he staggered to a halt, finding himself in the stables, of all places.
His first thought:Another scene of the crime...
But he caught himself in time.
Remembered what he had learned of her.
Remembered how his pride had made him accuse her wrongly—
What the fuck have I done?
His Evelline had thrown away her pride, had begged for a chance to explain.
But instead he had walked away.
What the fuck have I done?
He looked around him, and all he could see was her.
Morning coffee on the porch. Evelline in his arms. And Evelline, oh God...giving him the ring that he had thrown away.
His finger felt naked, wrong without the silver band she’d crafted for him. When had it become so much a part of him?
“Sir?”
Relief slammed into him upon hearing his driver's voice, and he started breathing a bit more easily. “Luther, thank fuck. You haven’t left—”
“I didn’t know I was supposed to go anywhere.” The older man’s weathered face creased with concern, taking in Hunter’s disheveled appearance and wild eyes.
"Janelle didn't tell you? Evelline—"
“That’s what I wanted to talk to you about, Mr. Ferguson," Luther interrupted uneasily. "Matt’s outside. Says he needs to speak with you.”
Something violent surged inside of him upon hearing the other man's name, but this time—
No more.
He was done letting his anger fuck things up.
"Send him in."
This time, he would choose to hear the other man out—
A red-faced and sniveling Matt came to face him.
No matter mat.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Ferguson.” Matt’s voice trembled. “You’ve always been so good to me, but I... I...”
