Chapter 207 Fizzled Out
Preston frowned deeply. What is Wade doing? Does he get it all wrong? Why is he acting so defensive in front of me? Isn’t Wade supposed to be against Tilda coming back? Shouldn’t he be defending Kyla instead?
Tilda and Una were both confused. “Tilda, what’s going on? Why is Wade here? And why is he acting like he’s protecting us?” Even Una couldn’t believe her eyes.
Wade had always hated Tilda–he would’ve been happy if she’d never come back. She had seen it with her own eyes. “He must be confused. Let’s not get involved with them. Let’s just go.”
Tilda grabbed Una’s hand, and they both started running. Preston tried to block their path, but Wade stepped in front of him.
“Wade, get out of my way. This isn’t your business.”
“This is my business, Preston! Tilda is my sister, and if you dare hurt her, I won’t let you get away with it.” Wade stood firm, blocking Preston with everything he had.
His voice wasn’t loud, so Tilda and Una, who were still running, didn’t hear him. If Tilda had heard, she would’ve turned back to kick Wade hard and tell him to stop saying disgusting things like that.
Preston stared at Wade in disbelief. “Wade, are you crazy? Tilda is your sister? Since when have you cared about her like this? And what about Kyla? How do you think she’ll feel if she hears you’re treating Tilda this way? She’ll be heartbroken!”
The mention of Kyla made Wade’s heart tighten as he remembered her crying. “Kyla is my sister too, but Tilda is my real sister by blood. That’s a fact. I made mistakes in the past, but I’ve woken up. Can’t I try to fix things? Preston, I’m warning you–don’t even think about hurting Tilda. If you do, I’ll make sure you regret it!”
Wade couldn’t repeat his past mistakes. He had hurt Tilda before, all because he was so focused on how Kyla felt. But now he understood the damage it caused. He knew everything couldn’t be fixed, but he wouldn’t make the same mistakes again.
Preston glared at Wade, his teeth clenched. Just when it seemed like the two of them might fight, Preston finally spoke.
“Wade, I won’t argue with you this time. But remember, I’m not scared of you. Our families have history, and we’ve known each other since we were kids. We’re practically brothers. But for a woman who cut ties with the Jensons and betrayed them like that? You’ll regret it sooner or later.” Preston turned and walked away.
His attachment to the past was his weakness. Preston still valued his connection to the Jensons, and he knew the Jensons were key to his plans to defeat Jude and take control of the Bells. So he couldn’t afford to have a confrontation with Wade here.
The tension fizzled out, leaving everyone disappointed. Why didn’t they fight? It was so boring.
Tilda and Una made it to the underground parking lot. They were about to leave in Tilda’s Porsche Cayenne when a figure stepped in front of the driver’s seat.
“Tilda!” It was Clive.
Tilda rolled down the window, her impatience obvious. “What is it?”
He pressed his lips together. Seeing Tilda’s annoyed attitude, he knew Wade’s attempt had failed. At least Wade hadn’t tried to talk to Tilda, or Clive could already imagine how heartbroken Wade would be. Clive didn’t know how to help his friend get over the past and make things right with Tilda again. So…
“Tilda, Wade blocked Preston for your sake. He saw Preston being persistent and thought he might hurt you guys. Erm… I don’t know what else to say. You get it, right? Wade regrets everything. He’s trying his best to make up for what he did to you.” Clive’s emotions were all over the place. He could barely get the words out. His mind kept flashing back to Wade’s regret and depression. And now, seeing Tilda’s cold, mocking expression, he couldn’t say any more.
Tilda finally spoke up. “So what?”
Clive blinked at her. “What?”
“What does any of this have to do with me? If you’re really Wade’s friend, you should tell him to stop wasting time on me and stop pretending to be some ‘I’ve learned my lesson‘ hero in front of me.”