Brooke watched from the window, her heart a churning mix of envy and resentment, as Brandon's car pulled up to the Chadwick mansion. Seeing Brandon emerge first and go around to help Lyse, looking delicate and vulnerable out of the car, ignited a burning rage within her.
She was itching to go down there and drag Lyse by her hair away from her man. She had worked too hard for Lyse to just swoop in and take away Brandon, she could not stand it and she wanted to erupt hot lava of jealousy.
He had never been that gentle with her, that sweet and caring, even at the height of his attraction to her when they were sneaking around. All he had cared about was ensuring that she kept her mouth shut and never let Lyse know what they were doing behind her back.
