Claire hurried toward the waiting taxi by the street.
Suddenly, a hand shot out from the shadows, grabbing her and pulling her roughly into the darkness.
Her heart lurched, and she nearly screamed, but as she turned, she found herself face-to-face with Felix's eyes—familiar but cold.
Her expression icy, she demanded, "What do you think you're doing?"
Felix's face was as dark as thunder, his voice low and menacing. "Dump that boyfriend of yours."
A mocking smile curved Claire's lips as she let out a cold laugh. "We've been divorced for ages. Who I date is no concern of yours."
Ignoring her sharp words, Felix pressed on relentlessly, "That kid you were shielding earlier—his child, isn't it? Who knows? Maybe his wife is abroad, and he's lying to you about being single. You're really tha
