Filed to story: The Daughter in the Shadows (Yunice) Book by Una Norris
What a waste of a perfect evening.
Muttering in frustration, she stormed out after him, only to see his car disappearing into the distance.
The staff tried to stop her. “Ma’am, Mr. Wyatt told us to look after you. He said you shouldn’t go out…”
“Move!” Yunice shoved past them, grabbed a car from the garage, and sped off in the direction Wyatt had taken.
What was he planning?
Why did he react so strongly?
It wasn’t like Wyatt had a thing about virginity. He wouldn’t have touched her if he did. So why did it matter now?
Didn’t he just like her body?
Wasn’t she just a stand-in for the woman he really loved in Nanfeng?
Yunice’s mind was a mess. She couldn’t figure Wyatt out at all.
He drove fast, and soon she lost sight of him.
With no other clues, she took a guess and turned toward Wellinges Pharma.
She guessed right.
Wyatt had gone to Wellinges Pharma.
He didn’t even turn off the engine or close the car door. He just stormed into the building.
Employees greeted him along the way, but he didn’t hear a word.
Then Paul appeared, walking out of his office.
Wyatt’s rage only deepened. He advanced on Paul with dark, stormy eyes.
“Mr. Wyatt? Mr. Wyatt?” Some staff sensed trouble and tried to intervene. Without turning back, Wyatt reached behind him and locked the door.
Paul instantly grew cautious, sensing danger. “What are you doing?”
Wyatt didn’t answer. He walked to the end of the hallway and locked the other door, then slammed his fists into the locks, smashing them. A chunk of the broken metal hit the ceiling camera, taking it out.
Paul looked around. The hallway was now sealed-just him and Wyatt.
And for the first time, he felt fear.
“Wyatt, what do you think you’re doing? This is a company-!”
He didn’t finish.
Wyatt grabbed him and slammed him into the wall, pinning him by the throat with brutal force. Paul’s feet dangled off the floor. His neck bulged. His temples throbbed.
He thrashed in panic, but it was useless.
Wyatt stared at him with bloodshot eyes, like he wanted to rip him apart.
“How dare you?! How dare you?!”
Outside the hallway, people were trying to open the doors, but the locks were wrecked-nothing was budging.
It caused such a stir that Taylor had to be called in.
She arrived, eyes flickering when she learned Wyatt and Paul were locked in together.
While everyone else was panicked, she was delighted.
Let Paul get beaten to death. That would be ideal.
Still, she had to play along. Too many people were watching.
So she faked concern and called Yunice.
Yunice answered quickly, still driving. Taylor asked nosily, “Yunice, is Wyatt okay? Did something happen?”
Yunice instantly picked up on something in her tone. “Is he at the company? Where? I’m looking for him.”
Taylor glanced down the hallway. She didn’t really want Yunice to show up so soon.
But she hesitated too long-and the anxious voices of the employees rang clearly through the phone: “Mr. Wyatt, Mr. Paul! Open the door!”
Yunice heard it and hung up on Taylor without another word.
Then she slammed her foot on the gas.
She already knew exactly what Wyatt was planning to do.
In the forcibly sealed corridor, Paul was pressed up against the wall, blood dripping from his mouth as he snarled at Wyatt, “What the hell, man? You better have a reason for punching me!”
Wyatt’s eyes were bloodshot. His voice came out from between clenched teeth. “Yunice was a virgin.”
“What?” Paul’s brow furrowed, his eyes narrowing in confusion. He hadn’t caught what Wyatt said.
Virgin?
What the hell did he mean by virgin?
Suddenly, Paul’s expression shifted. Wyatt meant…
Paul gritted his teeth. “You slept with her?! She’s my woman!”
Wyatt’s jaw tightened. His voice dropped low. “She’s my wife.”
Paul fell silent.
His face twisted with a mix of guilt and jealousy as he asked, voice conflicted, “Did she give herself to you willingly, or did you force her?”
Wyatt’s lips curled in a cold sneer. “Of course she gave herself to me.”
If he hadn’t been waiting for her to willingly come to him, he wouldn’t have gone over a year without knowing it had finally happened.
Paul’s eyes darkened further at those words. He lost his composure. “So what? You think she was still a virgin? She was with me for ten years. You think she made it out untouched?”
He laughed bitterly. “She probably just patched herself up to fool you. Her first time was with me. You picked up a used, busted condom… pfft!”
Paul was cut off mid-sentence as Wyatt’s punch sent him crashing to the ground. Dazed, Paul lay there for a long time before his vision cleared. Something foreign was in his mouth. Reflexively, he spat it out – only to see a bloodied tooth hit the floor.
“Wyatt!” Paul’s body trembled with rage. Anger surged, washing over his fear. He scrambled up and lunged at Wyatt.
“You can be as pissed as you want,” Paul bellowed, making sure everyone outside could hear. “But it won’t change the fact that Yunice slept with me. Seven days and seven nights on that cruise. We tried every position, every trick in the book! Hahaha! Only a desperate loser like you would treat a used-up slut like treasure. Oh, right. And congrats on finally getting a taste. You and that bitch deserve each other. Hope you live happily ever after -“
“I’ll kill you.” Wyatt’s fist flew toward Paul again.
Outside the corridor, staff members – including Taylor – could hear Paul’s shouting through the closed door.