Chapter 4 - Ethan Rushes to His Children
Ethan dropped back to his knees beside his toddler, checking for any serious head trauma while tears of rage spilled down his cheeks.
“Daddy hurts,” the little toddler whimpered in her beige onesie, clutching her bruised elbow against her tiny chest.
“You’re safe now, sweetheart; Daddy is right here, and nobody will ever touch you again,” Ethan promised fiercely, kissing her forehead.
He carefully gathered both children into his arms, rising to his feet with a powerful, protective grace that commanded the entire room.
Victoria turned around on the third step of the grand staircase, watching him with an impatient, arrogant scowl.
“Are you quite finished with your dramatic performance in my foyer?” Victoria demanded, tapping her designer heel against the red carpet.
Ethan did not answer immediately, instead pulling a folded white legal document paper from his gray trouser pocket with one hand.
The bright daylight caught the sharp creases of the paper, making it gleam like a blade in the center of the luxurious hall.
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“I’m just getting started, Mother,” Ethan replied, his voice dripping with an icy certainty that sent a sudden chill down Victoria’s spine.
She stopped walking, her eyes narrowing as she stared at the plain white legal document paper in his hand.
