Chapter 79: The rebirth?
Dylan’s expression froze. His ears seemed to ring with James’ words. ’What? Love with Ava! Nonsense.’
The idea seemed impossible. He had never thought of falling in love with Ava. But why was his heart racing so wildly?
He shook his head, discarding the thought. "It’s impossible," he hissed. "I am not in love with her." But his heartbeat betrayed him, thundering in his chest, refusing to settle.
James, however, wasn’t buying it. "Really?" he shot back, incredulity lacing his tone. "You were furious when you found out Ava was drugged. You called me in a panic to find the culprit. That’s not something you’ve ever done before. So, when did you start caring about her? If it isn’t love, what is it?"
Dylan felt the heat rise to his face. "She is my wife. Protecting her is my duty," he reasoned. "I won’t tolerate anyone bullying my wife."
James sighed in dismay and muttered to himself, ’You still don’t want to accept it!’ He didn’t say it out loud.
"Okay, I don’t want to argue with you at this late hour of the night," James muttered. "I’m hanging up now."
The call ended with that.
He leaned back, pressing his fingers to his temples as if he could push these unwelcome thoughts away. But as he closed his eyes, flashes of Ava’s face returned to him: her seductive look, her shivers as he tried to help her and her hurtful look when he sprayed the cold water on her. Even though he denied having feelings for Ava, he could not ignore the restlessness rushing through him.