Cheryl's POV
When I pushed open the office door, Eric’s eyes met mine almost instantly. The pain in his gaze pierced me like a sharp knife, and I felt dizzy, unable to meet his stare.
I instinctively hid behind Zack, but this only seemed to provoke Eric. He stood up abruptly, his gaze locking onto the hand I was holding with Zack.
I quickly let go of Zack's hand and whispered to Edith, "Could you give us siblings a moment of privacy?"
Edith, sensing the tension, hurriedly gathered her things and left the room in a rush. The atmosphere was suffocating.
Eric’s shoes appeared in my line of sight before he suddenly grabbed me, pulling me into the room and locking the door with a forceful slam. It happened so quickly; Eric’s calm, gentlemanly demeanor was gone. He looked like an angry lion
