She had long since lost her freedom and her rights from the moment she'd admitted that she was Megan.
When that realization finally dawned upon her, she let out a long-suffering sigh. Jake was a cruel, merciless, domineering man and there was nothing she could change about that.
“Sure. If that's the case, then I'm leaving.” Too lazy to argue with him any further, she stood up and made to leave only to get pulled back by him once more.
“Did I say you could leave?” His displeasure was written all over his face, sending chills down her spine.
“What do you want?”
Rolling her eyes, she sat down on the hospital bed.
“Give me your arm.” He reached his hand out. “You got stung, didn't you?”
She did a double-take, hesitant to follow his orders. But when she looked up and caught a glance of Jake's darkening expression, she quickly made the decision to reach her arm out.
“I'm fine. I really don't know why Jonas insisted on me staying at the hospital... Actually, how did you know that I was here?”
She'd wanted to ask that ever since he stepped foot within her ward, but hadn't had the proper chance to do so until now.
The only possibility she could think of was that he'd followed her all the way here, but she quickly banished that creepy thought from her
mind.
“Because someone was following you,” Jake told her in a very matter-of-fact tone, the tips of his fingers tracing lightly over her wound. Just as Megan was about to panic, he suddenly applied pressure to the swollen spot on her skin.
“You were too near to him.”
He lifted his gaze to watch Megan inhale sharply at the prick of pain that shot up her arm. Her reaction did nothing to ease the upset feeling squeezing his chest.
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