Chapter 19: Ryan Sterling Gets Jealous and Forces a Kiss

Chapter 19: Chapter 19: Ryan Sterling Gets Jealous and Forces a Kiss

"We have nothing to talk about."

"I’m really sick. How can you bear to ignore me?"

Little did Julian Sterling know, his words only made Evelyn Grant despise him all the more.

He knew exactly what he was doing.

He knew how much she loved him, how much she cared for him, and even where her greatest weakness lay.

And yet, he didn’t hesitate to plunge the knife right where it would hurt the most.

It was as if he had meticulously planned it all, refusing to leave Evelyn Grant even a sliver of a chance to survive.

"Julian Sterling, we are divorced."

Her voice was detached and cold, devoid of any warmth.

"You loved me for ten years. I refuse to believe you don’t care about me anymore!" Julian Sterling’s voice was tinged with certainty. "I’m going to wait right here at the entrance to the law firm. I won’t eat, I won’t drink, and I won’t leave. You can use the back door, or you can just stay in there. As long as you’re not worried about my stomach condition getting worse."

"..."

The call ended. Evelyn Grant got up, walked to her office window, and looked down.

Sure enough, Julian Sterling was standing there.

He was wearing the black overcoat she had bought him. The cold wind whipped past, occasionally lifting the hem of his coat.

She wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but Evelyn Grant thought he looked unsteady on his feet, as if he were struggling to stay upright.

Just as she thought, only a few seconds later, his entire body pitched forward. He collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Evelyn Grant gasped. Forgetting everything else, she scrambled out of her office, dialing 911 as she ran.

"Hello? This is the Eames Law Firm. Someone has collapsed outside!"

She dropped her phone and struggled to lift Julian Sterling’s upper body. "Julian, wake up! Wake up!"

Sensing someone approaching from behind, Evelyn Grant assumed it was a colleague and immediately asked for help. "Can you help me—"

Before she could finish, she looked up and met the deep, dark eyes of Ryan Sterling.

For some reason, she felt a chilling, murderous aura emanating from him.

But Ryan Sterling said nothing. Not a single word.

He simply bent down and wrenched his older brother from Evelyn Grant’s arms.

Fortunately, the law firm was close to the hospital, and the ambulance arrived quickly.

Watching as Julian Sterling was wheeled into the emergency room by several doctors, she could finally breathe a small sigh of relief.

As the tension left her, Evelyn Grant’s shoulders slumped. She turned to find a bench to sit on for a moment, but her gaze unexpectedly locked with Ryan Sterling’s.

He stood sideways, half of his handsome, chiseled face cloaked in shadow. His eyes burned with a powerful, undeniable anger.

’But why is Ryan Sterling so angry?’

Before Evelyn Grant could make sense of her confusion, he clamped a hand around her wrist and yanked her forward, slamming her into his chest.

"You—mmph!"

Without giving her a chance to speak, Ryan Sterling gripped her jaw, tilted her head back, and crushed his lips against hers.

He felt her begin to struggle. Effortlessly, he seized her slender wrists and pinned them above her head. He used his knee to force her legs apart, trapping her completely against the wall.

Any chance of escape was gone.

Ryan Sterling was too tall.

He was so tall that as he kissed her, he practically had to lift her off her feet.

"Mmph, mmph..."

Every nerve in her body was stretched taut like a drawn bow. ’This is a hospital! Doctors or patients could walk by at any moment!’

"Ryan—mmph... Ryan..."

But he was like a man possessed.

He plundered her mouth with a reasonless fury, as if he wanted to devour her, to fuse her into his very being.