Hannah glanced back instinctively but didn’t recognize the driver at first. She moved further onto the sidewalk, but the horn blared again. This time, she squinted and realized with a jolt that it was Lionel. A dark cloud settled over her expression. She put her phone away and quickened her pace, walking determinedly away from him.
Infuriated that she was not only refusing to get in but actively running away, Lionel slammed his foot on the accelerator, swerving the car to block her path.
Hannah nearly crashed into the passenger door, her heart pounding as she gasped for breath. She met his furious gaze for a moment, then clenched her jaw and tried to walk around the car.
“Hannah, get in the car!” he yelled.
She ignored him, continuing on as if she hadn’t heard a thing.
Enraged, he cut her off again, threw the car door open, and stepped out to confront her.
“I told you to get in the car. Didn’t you hear me?” Lionel grabbed her arm, trying to force her into the passenger seat.
“Let go of me! If you don’t let go, I’ll scream!”
“Go ahead!”
His dark eyes were locked on hers, challenging her, making it clear he didn’t care if she made a scene. His reaction stunned her into silence, and before she could react, he had pushed her into the car.
Once inside, he immediately locked the doors.
Hannah folded her hands in her lap and angled her body away from him, staring out the window, refusing to acknowledge his presence.
“Where were you last night?” he demanded, not starting the car.



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