A Vow of Deception, A Vow of Revenge novel Chapter 37

Elvis ignored everyone else in the room. His gaze locked onto Winona's pale face, and in just a few long strides, he was at her bedside.

"I heard from Mr. Ford that something happened to you, so I came to check in."

The "Mr. Ford" he mentioned was the same uncle Winona had contacted earlier.

Winona was utterly confused.

Why would Mr. Ford tell Elvis about her situation?

Had he seen some tabloid gossip and jumped to the wrong conclusion?

"How are you feeling?" Elvis asked.

"I…"

Before she could answer, Tyson stood up abruptly, stepping between her and Elvis.

"Appreciate your concern, Mr. Rogers." Tyson's smile was all teeth and no warmth. "But my wife's just fine."

Elvis gave Tyson a cold, dismissive look, as if he were an eyesore.

"Your wife?" Elvis said, his tone icy.

"That's right. Maybe you didn't know, Mr. Rogers? Nona isn't just my assistant—she's also my…"

"Tyson!" Winona snapped, her patience gone. "I've already told you—we're done!"

She couldn't stand Tyson pretending in front of others that she was still his "wife," no matter who the audience was.

"Nona, you're making a scene again." Tyson rubbed his forehead, feigning exhaustion. "Sorry, Mr. Rogers. Nona's just been a little upset with me lately, that's all…"

"Mr. Goodwin." Elvis cut him off, voice clipped. "I came here today to see Miss Thorne, not you."

"But I'm Nona's husband," Tyson shot back, a smug, provocative smile on his face. "You know how it is—what's mine is hers and what's hers is mine. Haven't you heard that one before, Mr. Rogers?"

He'd figured it out—this Elvis guy definitely had a thing for Winona.

But Winona had asked him not to say anything. If he ignored her wishes, she'd be upset with him instead.

Caught in a bind, Mr. Ford suddenly remembered something: President Thorne had mentioned a few days ago that he wanted Winona and Elvis to get engaged.

That made Elvis Winona's fiancé.

So, he reasoned, it was fine to tell Elvis about this. He could bring Elvis along to check on Winona.

After all, Winona had only said not to tell her dad and grandmother—she hadn't said anything about Elvis.

And if President Thorne ever questioned him about it, he could always say he'd told Elvis, who was as good as family now.

With his mind made up, Mr. Ford called Elvis immediately.

Elvis promised to head straight for the hospital.

After hanging up, Mr. Ford rushed over too, but Elvis had been closer and arrived first.