Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 1682

Skyler stood firm, her voice cutting through the tension like a knife. “You can check if I’m lying or call Desiree yourself. If this was such a big deal, why didn’t Desiree give you a heads-up? She probably wanted you to waltz into your own downfall.”

The leader of the thugs eyed her skeptically, his face a mask of doubt, before slowly fishing out his cell phone and dialing a number. The chick we’re supposed to rough up is Zavier’s fiancée?”

Skyler couldn’t hear the response, but she watched as the thug’s expression soured, his face twisting into a scowl before he spat out a filthy curse and ended the call.

He glared at Skyler with a begrudging respect. “You got lucky, girl.” With those words, he signaled to his lackeys, and they slunk away into the shadows. The Rivera and the Duran families, titans in the Capital, were not to be trifled with. The thug knew that as well as anyone.

Skyler watched them go, her legs giving out as their figures faded from sight, and she collapsed into the bushes with a thud. Her stomach churned like a bonfire, and she heaved into the underbrush, emptying the undigested remnants of her lunch.

utterly drained, a large hand appeared with a bottle of mineral

her, the last person she expected to come to her rescue. Her mouth

regal and detached. “Here I thought you’d grown a spine. Turns

the water from his hand, Skyler rinsed her mouth and spat, then

–

as those thugs were hassling you,”

lips together, not

level, eyes searching hers. “You blame

person she could truly rely on was herself.

putting on a brave front. “Really? You never