Chapter 139: Theodore’s anger and possessiveness.
"Get out of here," one of the men snarled, his bravado faltering as he realized they were no longer alone. "This doesn’t concern you."
Zack’s eyes blazed with anger as he stepped forward, his voice firm. "As long as I’m here, you won’t lay a hand on her."
Without another word, Zack lunged at them, his fists flying. The restroom erupted into chaos as he unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks. The men tried to fight back, but Zack’s movements were quick and precise, each strike landing with brutal efficiency.
Bella watched in stunned silence, her body trembling as she retreated to the far corner of the room, trying to distance herself from the violence. Her breath hitched, fear and shock coursing through her as she witnessed the intense struggle.
It wasn’t long before the two men realized they were outmatched. One of them cursed under his breath, and they both scrambled for the door, fleeing from the relentless assault.
Zack stood there, his chest heaving as he watched them disappear, wiping away a small smear of blood from the corner of his mouth. "Scoundrels," he muttered with contempt.
When he turned back to Bella, his expression softened instantly. He rushed to her side, his hands gently clasping her shoulders. "Are you okay?" he asked with concern.
Bella shook her head, unable to speak as tears welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision. The terror of what had nearly happened left her shaken to the core.
Zack quickly removed his suit jacket and draped it over her trembling shoulders, his heart aching at the sight of her distress. He had followed her with the intention of having a conversation, never imagining he would find her in such a state.
"Let’s get out of here," he murmured gently, guiding her toward the door with a protective arm around her. But as they stepped into the hallway, they came to an abrupt stop.