Chapter 907



Clayton clutched his chest, grimacing as if each breath hurt. “Kallie, it hurts so much.”

“Don’t just stand there. Get him to the hospital, fast,” Kallie instructed the bodyguards, her voice firm.

Kallie had no intention of causing a scene, but Jake, observing their interaction, couldn’t hold back his simmering resentment.

“Even if you want to show affection, don’t do it here,” Jake remarked. “It’s been years, and I didn’t expect your relationship to become so close. To anyone watching, they’d think you two were married. Or maybe you two had been an item ages ago.” His tone dripped with sarcasm.

Kallie’s jaw tightened, unsure if Jake was genuinely jealous or simply trying to make her uncomfortable. She bit back her retort, refusing to fall into his provocation. The more she tried to explain herself, the more guilty she would seem.

Clayton, however, glared at Jake, his voice heavy with bitter defiance. “Mr. Reeves, I don’t know how I’ve offended you to deserve this, but if you’re so eager to harm me, fine. Aim it at me. Just don’t drag Kallie down with me.”

Jake glanced at Clayton, who played the victim with ease, and let out a scornful laugh, giving a slow clap.

“Take a look, everyone. What a picture-perfect, devoted couple. But can’t you see where we are? This is my company. I just want to keep certain people out of my sight. Is that really too much to ask? Do you expect me to watch you two being all affectionate on my turf and still be nice to you?”

Jake’s anger flared, his words becoming sharper with each passing moment. He shot Kallie a cold, disdainful glance. “Kallie, I don’t care who you mess around with, but remember our three kids need proper guidance. Do you think you’re setting the right example for them? I’m just afraid you’ll steer them in the wrong direction.”

Kallie felt his words like a blow, but she didn’t react immediately. Instead, she motioned for someone to help Clayton into the car. Then, Kallie turned back to Jake, her gaze hardening. “Even if I’m reckless, I’m still better at parenting than you. You vanished for years. Maybe you had your reasons, or maybe you stopped caring. But if you were truly committed to your duties as a father, you wouldn’t have ceased visiting the kids altogether. At the very least, you should’ve checked in on them when you came back. But you never bothered. You are the least qualified to say I haven’t taken care of them.”

gαℓησν𝒆𝓁s․com is your gateway to fiction Jake watched Kallie turn away, and a strange ache tugged at his heart beneath his anger. Acting on impulse, he grabbed her wrist, holding her firmly. Kallie almost stumbled at the sudden grip. When she turned back to him, Jake noticed the tears in her eyes. Since their meeting today, Kallie had shed many tears. When upset, she didn’t throw tantrums; her sadness was always quiet, but deeply felt.

Though not overwhelmed, Kallie’s sorrow quietly seeped into everyone’s mind, weighing down their hearts. Jake had thought Kallie’s distress would fill him with satisfaction, but instead, seeing her like this stirred a deep pang of heartache within him. The instant he saw Kallie’s tears, the harsh words he had prepared vanished from his lips. It was as if he’d lost the power of speech. All he could do was stare at her.

Unaware of Jake’s inner turmoil, Kallie spoke with an icy tone. “Mr. Reeves, I need to go to the hospital and check on Clayton, who you injured. Please let go of my hand.”

Jake hesitated but eventually released her. He watched as she hurried to the waiting car, giving the driver a sharp instruction to leave. As the vehicle disappeared down the street, a strange emptiness washed over Jake.

Moments later, his phone rang again, this time with Lacey calling. She was in trouble and desperately hoped Jake would come to her aid. Oddly, Jake felt annoyed by Lacey’s call, a sharp contrast to his earlier concerns. His tone was icy. “I’m busy. Handle it yourself. If you can’t, call someone from my team.”

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