Page 154 of Bride By Coronation

Kirill's eyes light up.

"Inside!" I shout, opening the door, afraid that Adrian and Kirill will get physical.

Kirill glances at me.

"Please," I plead.

He takes a deep breath, tosses another scowl at Adrian, then tells Skylar, "I'm sorry for the disruption. It was not my intention."

She gapes at him.

"Do not speak to my wife!" Adrian bellows.

I push Kirill toward the SUV.

He looks at me again.

"Please," I desperately repeat.

He finally caves and slides inside.

I shut the door, asserting, "Let's go inside and talk."

"So it's true? You married a Petrov?" Adrian seethes.

"Adrian," Skylar warns.

"No. She doesn't get to marry a Petrov and then come here. How could you?" he accuses, as if I've betrayed him.

Tears fill my eyes. "Adrian, please. Let's talk."

"No. How could you do this, Fiona?" he barks.

"Dad, let's go inside," Blue tries.

He spins and points to the door. "Get inside. Now, Blue."

"Dad—"

"I said to get inside. There's a Petrov around. Get inside. Now," he roars.

"Do what he says," Skylar orders.

Blue whines, "I'm not a kid."

"Get inside," Adrian shouts.

"Now," Skylar insists.

Blue shakes her head and stomps off into the building.

"How dare you bring him around my family," Adrian scolds. "And consider your employment here over."

"Adrian!" Skylar reprimands.

"No. We've talked about this, and I'm not changing my mind. I don't care how long she's worked for you or who her mother is. I will not tolerate Petrovs around my family," Adrian declares.

My insides quiver. "What are you saying?"

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