Obedience No More He's the One I Deserved novel Chapter 296

**TITLE: Beseeched 296**
**Chapter 296: A Parking Lot Showdown**

Ethan and Roxanne emerged from the bustling business event, the remnants of corporate chatter and laughter fading behind them as they stepped into the cool evening air. The city lights shimmered in the dusk, casting a soft glow around them.

As if it were the most natural thing in the world, Roxanne slipped her hand around Ethan’s arm, her touch both familiar and possessive. “Ethan, will you drive me home?” she asked, her voice laced with a sweet expectation.

Ethan’s expression shifted, a frown creasing his brow as he instinctively pulled his arm away from her grasp. “Did you break your leg or something?” he retorted, his tone sharp and devoid of warmth.

There was a palpable edge to his words, one that could cut through the thickest tension.

Yet, beneath that rough exterior, Roxanne found something exhilarating. She raised an eyebrow, a teasing smile playing on her lips. “Yeah, totally broken. So shouldn’t you take care of me?”

Ethan let out a derisive snort, the sound echoing in the stillness of the parking lot. “If something’s wrong with you, go see a doctor. Don’t waste your time on me.”

With that, he turned on his heel and strode toward his car, the metallic click of the door closing punctuating his dismissal.

Roxanne attempted to follow, her heart racing with frustration, but Tony stepped in, blocking her path with a firm arm.

“Ms. West, please have some self-respect,” he said, his tone bordering on condescending.

“Self-respect?” Roxanne’s eyes narrowed, a chill creeping into her voice. “It’s fine for your boss to talk to me like that, but who do you think you are? Move.”

Tony remained unfazed, his gaze steady. “I don’t know who I am compared to you, but my boss doesn’t want you following him. You should go home and rest. If you stay out too late, you might run into something dangerous in the dark.”

“You—!” Roxanne’s voice simmered with indignation.

Tony observed her shifting emotions, a polite smile gracing his lips as he maintained his ground.

Then, without another word, he slipped into the car, leaving her standing there, seething.

To any observer, it would have seemed like a tender farewell between lovers, two people reluctant to part ways. But if they were so close, why were they getting into separate cars?

Kate, watching from a distance, rolled her eyes in exasperation and pressed down on the gas, determined to follow them.

As their vehicle veered off the highway, Tony glanced in the rearview mirror, his brow furrowing. “Boss, I think someone’s trailing us,” he informed Ethan, who sat with his eyes closed, an inscrutable expression on his face.

After a long, tense silence, Ethan finally spoke, his voice low and commanding. “Pull over.”

“Right away, boss.”

As soon as they exited the overpass, Tony brought the car to a stop.

The vehicle behind them halted as well.

Kate stepped out, her long legs confidently navigating the pavement in her high heels. She had meticulously planned her approach: stride up, smash the jerk’s window, yell at him until she was breathless, and then deliver a well-deserved slap for Dawn’s sake.

But just as she was about to reach the car, Tony stepped into her path.

“Ma’am, can I help you?” he inquired, taking in her determined stance.

Kate met his gaze head-on, her resolve unwavering.

The man before her had a strikingly handsome face, one that seemed more suited to a life of luxury than as a mere driver.

Ha! A pretty boy.

She raised her brows, her voice steady. “Move. I’m not here for you.”

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