Eva froze in place, her breath hitching as Kelvin strode toward her.
His sharp gaze bore into hers, filled with unspoken accusations.
She could barely think, her body trembled under his intense stare.
"Eva," Kelvin's voice was cold, his anger barely concealed. "What are you doing here?"He asked.
Eva's lips parted, but no coherent words came out. "Um… I… I was just… the thing is…" she stammered, her voice faltering.
Kelvin stepped closer, his tone hardening. "I asked you a simple question Eva what are you doing here?"
"I—Kelvin, I…" Eva stuttered, unable to meet his eyes.
Kelvin's eyes darkened with frustration, and he snapped, "Is it really that hard to answer me? And what are you doing with him?"
He asked, pointing sharply at Lucian, his voice dripping with disdain.
Lucian's fists clenched at his sides, his jaw tightening. "Kelvin to answer that question," he said coolly, his tone measured but threatening. "She's my wife."
