**TITLE: Beseeched 297**
Kate scrutinized Ethan’s expression with a fierce intensity. There was an unsettling dissonance between the man before her and the ruthless scoundrel she had conjured in her mind.
Yet, she maintained her razor-sharp tone, determined not to let her guard down.
“What do you mean she’s okay?”
With a pointed finger, she emphasized her point, her voice rising with indignation. “Look at her! She’s pale, she’s exhausted, and she’s utterly miserable. Every single day, she sits by the front door as if she’s waiting for someone who will never return. And you? What have you been doing all this time?”
Sure, her words dripped with a touch of melodrama, but they were rooted in truth.
Dawn’s state was genuinely dire.
The anger that had briefly subsided surged back to life within Kate, a fiery wave that threatened to engulf her. “I don’t understand you at all. If you’ve moved on and don’t love her anymore, then just end it! Let both of you find a way to move forward. Stop wasting her precious life!”
The glow of the streetlights cast shadows, partially obscuring Ethan’s face, creating an atmosphere thick with tension.
“It’s my fault,” he murmured, the weight of his admission hanging in the air.
At least he recognized his own shortcomings.
“But I won’t leave her,” he added, his voice steady but resolute.
It was futile to reason with him.
“Then what on earth are you doing?” Kate snapped, frustration boiling over. “That woman is trailing after you like a disease. What do you even see in her? Dawn is a thousand times better in every conceivable way! Are you blind to that?”
The more she raised her voice, the more her anger ignited, teetering on the edge of unleashing a torrent of curses.
The two men stood in silence, absorbing her fury, neither one daring to interject.
“What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?”
“Say something!”
Her irritation was palpable, and the relentless wind whipped her hair around her face, adding to her growing exasperation. Just as she was about to grab Ethan by the collar, he finally broke his silence.
“There are things I need to handle. Please keep her company for me. Make sure she takes care of herself.”
If this woman could roam freely around Seabrook, it was clear that Jonathan had placed his trust in her.
Ethan’s gaze bore into Kate, and despite her simmering rage, she found herself listening intently.
“I’ll go pick her up. Just tell her to wait a little longer.”
One simple sentence—another spark igniting her fury.
“Wait, wait, wait. Why should she wait?” Kate barked, her voice sharp as a knife.
“Who do you think you are? Why should she put her life on pause just because you said so? I’m telling you, she’s done waiting! I’m introducing her to someone right now, and you can—”
Before she could finish her thought, her feet were suddenly lifted off the ground.
She gasped, instinctively clutching onto his shoulders for balance.
“Are you out of your mind?! Put me down!”
Tony, however, had no intention of complying. He swung Kate over his shoulder as if she were as light as a feather. She had already expressed everything she needed to say, and if he allowed her to continue, he would be the one who faced the consequences later.
Ethan’s eyes darkened, and he commanded, “Take her home.”
In her current state, she was certainly not fit to drive.

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