Chapter 872
Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right
Though Lindsey acknowledged the reality, she couldnât help feeling a twinge of disappointment.
She lowered her head and stepped further into the room.
As she moved forward, the bathroom door suddenly swung open.
A large hand emerged from the darkness, grabbed Lindsey, and pulled her inside.
Lindsey let out a scream, toppling backward and losing her balance.
Her mind raced with questions.
Was it a thief?
Her thoughts whirled as she struggled against the grip, but the manâs strength was overwhelming, pinning her to the bathroom wall.
Then, the lights flicked on, flooding the room with brightness.
Lindsey squinted against the sudden glare, only to find Domenic standing before her.
âOh, itâs youâ¦â Lindseyâs relief was palpable, but she couldnât hide her reproach.
âYou scared me half to death.
â
Domenic didnât respond, his expression unreadable.
It was then that Lindsey noticed his drenched appearance.
His white shirt clung to him, revealing more than she expected, and drops of water from his hair fell onto her skin.
With a hand against the wall by her ear, Domenic stared at her intensely, an enigmatic gleam in his deep eyes.
Lindsey tentatively reached out, touching his wet hair, then his cold arm, her concern evident.
âWhatâs wrong? What happened? Youâre soaked through, and itâs not raining outside.
â
âI needed to cool off.
â Domenicâs voice was low, filled with restraint.
It sounded as though he was holding something back from himself.
Confusion knitted Lindseyâs brows.
âCool off? What do you mean?â
Meeting her gaze with a mixture of emotions, Domenic reached out, lifting her chin to hold her eyes captive.
His question hung heavy in the air.
âWhy did you lie to me, Lindsey?â
Her heart pounded.
Did he know about her fib about working late?
Lindsey gently pushed his hand away, flustered.
âLet me explain.
Youâre⦠hurting me.
â
Domenicâs realization came too late.
He released her, stepping back, allowing her space.
âExplain, then.
Iâm listening.
â
But Lindsey hesitated, grappling for words.
Finally, she confessed softly, âSumner and I were in a car accident a few days ago.
He got injured saving me.
Now one of his leg is disabled.
Sumner is the artist under my company.
As her agent and friend, I must take care of him, so I spent a few days caring for him in the hospital.
I was worried you would take me the wrong way.
I didnât mean to deceive you.
â
Domenicâs gaze bore into her.
who was avoiding eye contact.
He sneered, his expression almost eerie.
âSo, you snuck off to a hilltop grill with Sumner in the dead of night for a little rendezvous, huh? Watching meteor showers and making wishes together? You two had quite the time while I was away, didnât you?â
His words were tinged with barely restrained anger, almost growling as he spoke.
Then, he grabbed Lindseyâs wrists, pinning them above her head with a force that bordered on brutality.
With his other hand, he began tearing at her clothes like a raging animal.
Lindsey, startled and flustered, struggled against his grip.
âDomenic, what on earth are you doing?!â
Domenicâs eyes flashed with fury, his voice thick with accusation.
âI need to check your body.
I need to know if youâve cheated on me and kept me in the dark!â
Domenic had never been so unreasonable and furious.
Seeing that he meant his words, Lindsey struggled desperately and said, âDomenic, are you crazy?!â