44 "What? Scott!" She bellowed with eyes becoming the size of saucers whereas Tyler chuckled. Her words rhymed. "I don't believe you. Why would my brother come to you to be my boyfriend? Like really... YOU! Of all the men on this planet they chose you." She turned to him and gave him an accusing stare. "It couldn't be a coincidence. You are my ex-husband's biggest enemy and he chose you. Tyler Murphy, if you think I am foolish then you have not really known much about me. You are...." Claire trailed off and fisted her hands on her knees. She was blurting out everything that came to her mind. Tyler was also Shawn's elder brother. She had known him for more time than she knew Hunter. Shawn often came to their house when he was a kid and then his brother would come to pick him up. So it was really silly of her to blame him for that. Tyler would never do that. He wasn't from the men who use their enemy's wife and children to hurt them. He believed in striking openly. They ar
45 Claire stood behind him and grabbed the back of his white shirt. She yanked at it until he was half turning towards her. "Are you purposely doing that, Tyler?" Her eyes blazed over his. Although Tyler was not even one percent affected, both their brothers froze with their jaw slackening. They refused to blink their eyes or close their mouth even though there were weird flies flying around them. "How could Hunter not fall for your sister, bro? Her boldness is to die for." Shawn softly mumbled to Scott who was in a state of stupor. As a brother he should hate how intensely hot they looked together. But there he was, frozen amidst doing push-ups with dumbbells of ten kilograms each on his back, enjoying how his sister had grabbed his best friend's brother by the collar and pulled him towards her. Their chests brushed but considering Claire's mounting anger and Tyler's equally challenging hard grimacing... They both barely noticed it. "And your brother? I think you told me once t
46When Claire came down to the living hall, Avery was being summoned by her husband for her opinions.She left Tyler alone in the living hall. Claire took a one eighty degree gaze around her and realized it was just them. She immediately made a beeline towards him.Folding her hands, she coughed to get his attention.She felt her knees strangely shivering when he ever so uninterestedly bought his eyes up to meet hers."Do you need anything, Mrs. MacIntyre?" Claire's lips twisted.She saw the ghost of a smirk playing on his lips. He was teasing her."I want to know how you took your revenge on Ezma?" She asked, avoiding his playful mood."Revenge? Why would I take revenge on her?" He sat straight."Come on, don't act all gentleman. I'm sure you did something to Ezma to become how controlled and focused you are today." Her eyes flitted up and down his body in reference."I didn't take any revenge on her. There was no need to." He offered with a slight lift of his shoulders.Claire scof
47 Bloomcrest, Hunter was working on his laptop. He was engrossed in his work when his phone blared loudly. Lazily he lifted his eyelids and located his phone beside his mug of black coffee. Zara calling... A small frown settled between his eyebrows as he stared at it. Since that night he unwillingly spent with Zara watching a movie, she was after him like a shadow. Asking him about his days and work, about his meals, about everything he didn't want to share with her. He wearily grasped his phone and put it on silent. Then he placed it behind the heap of files on his left so that even if the screen lit up with another call he wouldn't be able to see it. Hunter went back to focus on his laptop again. But a knock on the door interrupted him. He asked whoever it was to come in and heard, "Sir, Mr. Wordsmith is here to meet you. He says it's important." "Let him in." He replied and resumed his work. Hunter was least interested in Cole's reason to visit him. Since his divorce, Cole
48RavenMoore, Tyler was waiting outside his establishment to receive Claire. The sight of him left her knees trembling. He was surely one of the most handsome men she had laid her eyes on. And with the three piece gray suit clinging to his body, he gave her like those fictional flawless male lead vibes. Claire rubbed her hands on her black skirt. She chose a formally decent attire for today. A dark blue chiffon top with a fitted skirt ending above her knees. There was also a huge bow in the front. She made her way towards him with a soft smile touching her lips. "Hi," Her voice was small and she couldn't perceive why she was feeling this way around him. "Welcome to my safe haven, Mrs. MacIntyre!" Her smile diminished into a scowl. Tyler raised his hands as he chuckled, "I'm joking. I thought you'd need every bit of mood lift I could offer." "Thank you. I'm really nervous." She said as they went inside. The building was as gorgeous as from the outside. All the heads turned to
49Anyways, she pulled his laptop closer to look at the projects he left for her to study. Claire was deeply engrossed when her phone lit up with someone's call. She didn't let her eyes avert as she accepted the call and drew the phone closer to her ear. "Hello?" She was captivated by the project flashing on the laptop which is why she didn't register that a minute had passed and still the one on the other end of the phone call had not uttered a word.It was the whispering coming from the other side that tottered her focus. She tore her gaze away from the laptop screen to take a glance at her phone."Hello?" She spoke again as it was an unknown number."Hello, who's this?"When no answer came, she decided to disconnect the call and focus back on the project. "Claire," Just as she pulled the phone away from her ear, she heard a fading out voice calling her name. She put the phone back to her ear and this time she was able to listen to the voice clearly and recognise it too. "You
50 Claire's body froze. She drew in a sharp breath while attempting to flash a smile. "Mrs. Murphy, I..." Tension failed her. The complaint in Tia's eyes was palpable. She didn't try to hide her disdain when she sneered. "I have been fond of you always, Claire. You are like my daughter. I truly sympathize with you for what you suffered. But," Tia grasped her hand and squeezed it spitefully. "I do not appreciate you dragging my son in your mess." "Mrs. Murphy, I don't know what you are saying. I didn't—" "I will cut to the chase, Claire. I saw the article and the pictures and it is too much for my bearing. How could you kiss my son?" A startled gasp burst from Claire's mouth. She blinked her eyes frantically as she shook her head in dissent. "I didn't kiss Tyler, Mrs. Murphy. The pictures are taken from deceptive angles to make it look like we kissed. But trust me, it's not like that." Tia sniggered cruelly. Gone was the woman who was earlier consoling Claire that things wo
51The winds became aggressive outside Hunter's villa. Curtains rolled and rumbled and everything about the night suggested the arrival of something perilous.When Hunter was done wearing his clothes, he came to the windows to close them. The outside world was fighting against the storm. From the trees to the grass, he noticed, were battling to stay put in their places while the harsh blowing winds tried their best to tear them apart. Hunter saved himself from slipping as the floor was wet. The winds had carried rain inside. He carefully closed all of them and as he began his stride outside the room, the noise of shattering glass caused him to look back. His heart rolled in his chest and throbbed because one of his and Claire's photo frames had fallen down from the wall. Hunter quickly approached it and picked up the frame. This was one of their wedding pictures. Claire was literally glowing like a star herself. Not to mention that her wedding gown was a shimmery white that glimmere