Chloe's POV
"Ethan." I called softly, surprised to see him here.
Ethan suddenly let go of Mrs Smith's hand.
"You! How dare you hold back my hand from hitting this thief! How dare you stop me huh!? Who do you think you are!?" Mrs Smith rage.
"I would appreciate it if you refrain from using such names on my wife." Ethan warned. "And trust me, I can be your worst nightmare." He added, and I could clearly see the fear in Mrs Smith's eyes when he said those words.
I held his hand. "Ethan."
Ethan turned to look at me. "Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?" He asked, his worry evident in his voice.
I shook my head. "No, I'm not hurt, I'm fine."
He stared at me for sometime, as if accessing me, then his gaze returned to Mrs Smith.
"You should thank your stars you didn't touch her.
