Chapter 66

Emma was sitting cross-legged on the bed, scrolling through her design drafts on the laptop, when a sudden loud noise made her flinch in surprise. "What the hell is wrong with you—" She looked up and paused mid-sentence when she saw Ethan storming in, eyes burning with rage. "Emma, don't forget who you are—you're Mrs. Hunt." Emma frowned, confused by his sudden outburst. "I haven't forgotten." "Haven't? Then explain what the hell happened at lunch today." Ethan gripped her wrist tightly. "Lunch? What do you mean?" "Don't play dumb. What were you doing with Michael?" "Michael? We just ran into each other and had lunch. That's it. He helped me out, so I treated him." "Oh, ran into him again, huh? Seriously, Emma? Every time it's just a coincidence?" Ethan's grip tightened. "That's exactly what happened. Let go, you're hurting me." Emma tried to pull away from his hand, brows knitting in pain. "Let go? Or would you rather have Michael hold you instead?" "What the hell are you even talking