Nothing’s going on here.


    It’s not what it looks like!”


    But his exnation only made things worse.


    Witnessing Domenic’s chilling silence, Sumner nervously said, “My friends are waiting for me.


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    With that, he hurried off like he was being chased by a storm.


    Lindsey stumbled to the wall, struggling to stand.


    She stared in shock at the tall man before her, memories of earlier events stirring feelings of upset within her.


    “Why’d you leave the private room, Mr.


    Walsh? Weren’t you having fun?


    Whye out here?”


    Domenic turned, his eyes a shade of intense red.


    After Lindsey’s brief ki*s and exit, he’d downed several sses of liquor, yet his heart’s longing remained unquenched.


    He’d stepped out, seeking a breath of fresh air.


    But there he saw Lindsey, in the arms of a shirtless man.


    It clicked for him then.


    Her haste to leave was to meet up with this man!


    They were so bold as to undress in public!


    Mockingly, Domenic said, “What? Did I interrupt something?”


    Lindsey, realizing his misunderstanding, protested, “You’ve got it all wrong.


    I just bumped into Sumner, that’s all!”


    “Just bumped into him?” Domenic scoffed, stepping closer.


    He mmed his hand against the wall by her ear, startling her.


    Leaning in, his eyes intense and a mocking smile ying on his lips, he said, “So, it’s also merely bumping into each other coincidentally when you’re in each other’s arms?” And his being shirtless is a coincidence? Next, you’ll say sharing a bed is idental?”


    “Domenic Walsh, you despicable jerk!” Lindsey became furious, her face flushed with anger.


    She pushed him forcefully, but the effort shot pain through her, forcing her to squat and clutch her ankle, sweat beading her forehead.


    Domenic paused, then noticed her swollen, bruised ankle.


    “What happened to your foot?” he asked, concern creasing his brow.


    “I twisted my ankle earlier.


    Sumner was just supporting me because I lost my bnce.


    It was just an ident, really.


    He wasn’t wearing a shirt because he lost a bet with his friend.


    And then, he just ran into me… This is all so absurd.


    Why am I even exining all this to you?”


    Lindsey was visibly upset, with tears in her eyes and a sniffle in her voice.


    Despite the pain in her foot, it was nothingpared to the hurt Domenic had caused her.


    She fought hard to keep her emotions in check, determined not to cry in front of him.