A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 787

"Joint decision?" Tanya scoffed, her temper flaring.

"Yeah. You can't just make this call on your own."

"I swear to God, I'm going to—"

"Hey, language," Caden interrupted smoothly.

Tanya was practically vibrating with rage. When she tried to tell Darian about the hundred-dollar insult, he accused her of making things up. Now, suddenly, they were a team?

"Mind your own business," she spat, turning on her heel and marching into the hotel lobby.

Now she understood why Starla despised Fairfax's friends so much. No matter how awful the guy was, his buddies always covered for him.

When she stepped into the elevator, Caden slid in right beside her.

She stood in the doorway, blocking him. "What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm not letting you out of my sight until Darian gets here."

"You're going to follow me into my hotel room while I sleep? Are you insane?"

Caden shrugged. "You can sleep. I won't bother you." He tried to squeeze past her, but Tanya crossed her arms, refusing to budge.

"I don't care when you get here. Call your lapdog off."

"He's not leaving until I arrive. I have a say in what happens to this baby, Tanya. You can't just do this."

"It's my body! Who else gets to make the call? You?"

"It's my kid too!"

"I say it's not, so it's not!"

"Tanya!" Darian roared, completely losing his composure.