Chapter 80

Delia collapsed right there on the carpet, her eyes brimming with tears. When Curtis came in and saw her like that, his heart just sank. He rushed over in his wheelchair. Delia glanced up at the sound, her eyes lighting up just as Curtis pulled her into his arms without a word, hugging her tightly. Curtis's eyes darkened a bit as he sighed, voice low and gentle above her head. "I'm sorry." He knew he'd put her in a tough spot. Honestly, he was well aware Wyatt had done more than enough. Since Wyatt had been by Delia's side, he never crossed any lines-always professional, always respectful. And today, Wyatt hadn't done anything wrong either. In fact, Curtis had to admit, if it had been anyone else, they probably wouldn't have even realized Delia was missing that quickly. Curtis remembered that watch Wyatt slipped him before-the one that would send a signal if something ever happened to Delia. Back then, Curtis already knew: Wyatt cared for her, maybe just as much as he did. Even this ti