Chapter 24
"Thomas!" Laurel gasped, stepping away from Frederick and moving towards him, her eyes shining. "You're home" His eyes never left Frederick, his face still carefully devoid of expression, and she fluttered to a stop, unsure of his reaction. There was a thick silence in the room as the two men engaged in a staring match, Laurel caught between the tension, looking uncertainly at Thomas, and then Frederick. "Who are you?" Thomas asked in a calm voice, still keeping his stare. Inside, he could feel rage and jealousy burn through him like molten lava. He wanted to break the stranger's arms for daring to touch his wife, fought the urge to slam his fist into his handsome face and then throw him through the nearby window. Then he allowed his eyes to travel to Laurel's frightened face and he fel
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