Rewriting My Heart's Fate (Ethan and Evelyn) novel Chapter 22

Chapter 22 

Liam looked at me with his eyes brimmed with what seemed like deep affection. 1 frowned and started walking forward. “If you want to act crazy, don’t drag me into it.” “Hey,” Liam quickly caught up to me, “I was just joking. Why are you getting upset?” 

The place I chose to treat Liam was a restaurant recommended by Lyla. Her uncle lived in Napel, and she had lived here until she was ten, so she was practically a local. 

She recommended that restaurant to me, and I figured her suggestion would be better than the trendy spots Liam had taken me to 

When we arrived, Liam went to park the car while I waited at the entrance I waited for a long time, but he didn’t come back just as I was about to go check on him, I noticed Ethan and Leah arriving as well. 

Before they could see me, I quickly ducked into a different path. I was congratulating myself on my quick reflexes, but as I turned back around, Ethan appeared in front of me like a Ehost 

I was startled and let out a soft scream as I stepped back, only to trip over a rock and start falling backward. 

I closed my eyes, bracing for the impact, but the expected pain never came. Instead, an arm suddenly wrapped around my waist, pulling me into a cedar–scented embrace. 

My heart pounded from the scare, and opened my eyes to find myself staring into Ethan’s eyes. Those eyes seemed to have a whirlpool in them, making it impossible for me to read his expression. 

“Thank you,” I quickly steadied myself and escaped from his grasp. 

Ethan took a step back and put some distance between us. “I’m starting to suspect you fell into my arms on purpose. A new trick? 

A new trick, my food! 

I forced a laugh. “Mr. Grayson, you must be joking. If you hadn’t appeared out of nowhere like a ghost and scared me, I wouldn’t have nearly fallen. 

“Mr. Grayson, calling the kettle black is really poor form.” 

“Is that so?” Ethan raised an eyebrow. 

I was in no mood to argue with him further, so I turned to leave. As I walked away, Ethan’s voice drifted over. 

“Evelyn, stay away from Liam.” I froze, wanting to say something, but Ethan continued speaking. “I don’t care which of Yardville’s elites you decide to cling to, but Liam is off- limits.“! 

My heart twinged painfully at his words. After a moment, I composed myself and turned back to face him, anonchalant smile on my tace. 

“There’s no need for you to worry. This is my business and has nothing to do with you.” With that, I resumed walking. 

“Evelyn, if you insist on this, I can’t guarantee what I might do,” Ethan warned. 

I pulled out my phone and waved it behind me. “Mr. Grayson, that sounds like a threat. I just recorded everything”