#Chapter 48 What’s Eating Andrew Dubois

I felt the heat rise in my cheeks. How dare he tell me what I can and cannot do with my life? I did not care that he was the Alpha King; it was my life! “You’re not listening to me,” I said firmly. “He is interfering with every part of my life. What’s the point of protecting my life if I can’t even live it?” “You’re exaggerating.” “My clients don’t want to talk to me because of him! My colleagues are avoiding me! I’m supposed to represent Ever After Weddings, and Lily is breathing down my neck because Jeffrey’s presence is making us look bad after the first day!” I forced myself to take a deep breath. It did nothing to stem my anger. “It’s one thing for him to check my food to make sure that there’s nothing in it. It’s something else entirely for him to walk around with a firearm strapped to his hip, acting like he’s going to set it off if someone sneezes the wrong way.” I knew that I was probably offending Jeffrey, who was standing just a couple feet behind me, but I didn’t care