“Shut up! You don’t deserve a daughter like Devon, or rather, you don’t deserve to be a mother at all. You disgust me. I truly cannot understand how you can speak that way about the most wonderful person I’ve ever met. I have the honor of having Devon in my life, and neither you nor that son of a bitch Coller will manage to separate me from her. If that’s why you called, you’d better not waste your damn time. My woman has my complete trust, and I assure you that I’m going to marry her and we’re going to form a wonderful family. You are a vile being andI don’t want you in our life. You’d better not come near Devon because I assure you, you’ll experience my fury. Don’t call me again, I don’t want to hear from you again, and if your daughter bothers you so much, you can forget about her because not only do we not need you, we don’t want you in our life, you damned witch!”
I ended the call and realized I was holding the phone so tightly that the device was creaking. I was furious. If I had that unscrupulous woman in front of me, I don’t know what I would have been capable of. I couldn’t comprehend how a mother could be so ruthless with her daughter, a daughter she should be proud of because Devon was a wonderful woman who illuminated you with her light and made smiles a part of your life.
Without hesitation, I called her. I wanted to know if that son of a bitch ex of hers was really with her as her mother had said. I didn’t doubt it because all of this sounded like another grand scheme to separate us, and I was sure her mother had lent herself to it. While waiting for Devon to answer my call, I grabbed my car keys to go find her. I had to go to her.
“Hello, my love,” she answered, and she seemed calm, which brought my soul back to my body.
“Hello, 'Sweet,' is everything okay?” I asked, just in case.
“Yes, of course. Why do you ask?”
“Because you're taking so long,” I lied, not wanting to worry her, though I would tell her everything later. “If you stay much longer, I'll come to the clinic and throw you over my shoulders to get you out of there.”
“I'm already in the car and…”
She didn't finish her sentence, and I heard the sound of the car door closing. Devon didn't end the call, and I remainedattentive, straining to hear because I was sure something had happened to make her stop talking.
“Get out of my car right now! You have no right to be here, you miserable bastard.”
When I heard her say that, my heart raced. That guy had approached her in the car, and who knows what he intended. I got into my car desperately, wanting to be there. Fury blinded me, and I wanted to reach her as soon as possible. I put the phone on speaker to listen to their conversation while driving, and I also had a bad feeling, so I decided to start recording the call.
“Calm down. I know I deserve this, but you have to…”
I heard a noise that at first I couldn't identify, but from what they said afterward, I knew Devon had slapped him. At first I was glad, but then I feared that the scoundrel might do something to her.
“You have a good hand, my queen, and I must admit I deserved it. But let's agree that I'd prefer you use your delicate hands on another part of my body.”
I was going to kill him. That guy didn't know who he was messing with. I would make sure his life became a living hell.
“Lino, I don't know what you're trying to do, but either you leave now or I'll go back to the clinic and tell the security guard that an intruder got into my car,” Devon said, and I prayed she would do just that.
“I'm sorry. You have reasons to be upset, but...”
“Of course I have reasons, and every day you give me another one. Now, get out!”
“I can't. We need to talk about us.”
“About us? There is no 'us.'”
Devon was putting him in his place and handling the situation quite well, but I didn't trust that guy and was clear that he wouldn't leave her alone, especially after receiving the call from her mother.
“Whether you like it or not, we have a past and we'll have a future.”
“You're completely insane and I won't allow you to…”
Her sentence was interrupted by something, and terror invaded me. It sounded like they were struggling, and suddenly I heard that damn man's voice again.
“Ouch! Why did you do that?”
“Don't ever kiss me again! Don't ever come near me and get out of my car! Now!”
He was a dead man! He had forcibly kissed her. I don't know how fast I was driving, but I was desperate to get there. I had to be there to help her. I don't know what Devon might have done to him because he had complained and his voice showed pain, which made me fear anything.
“My queen, you'll have to get used to my presence in your life again because we'll be together again. We should never have separated; it was the biggest mistake of my life.”
“The mistake was messing with my woman, now you'll have to face the consequences,” I said, while pressing the accelerator. I didn't want to shout in case my voice could be heard through the phone and the bastard realized Devon had left the line open.
At that moment, it occurred to me that it might be good to have someone with us to take care of Devon while I dealt withthat son of a bitch, because no one was going to take away the pleasure of personally dealing with him. While I continued listening, I sent a message to Xavier.