IMDD CHAPTER 268 (Patreon)

“Sorry to interrupt, but Eva needs immediate medical attention,” Calix broke through the trio's emotional reunion.

Gage lifted his eyes at him. He was still calm outwardly but something in his dark eyes stirred dangerously as he stared at Calix, as if something in what Calix said had touched a nerve, igniting something deep within Gage.

Despite the tension, Calix squatted behind Eva. The moment he reached out to lift her, Gage's outward calm shattered. In a swift motion, his hand latched onto Calix's wrist. “Who gave you the right to keep touching my wife?” Gage’s voice was low but carried a simmering intensity.

Eva didn’t see that coming! What did he just… Gage said ‘my wife’!!!

Eva almost couldn’t help the grin from spreading on her face if not for the obvious and intense tension that surged through at the same time.

“You’re pretty possessive for a man who disappeared on her for seven years –” Calix started to retort, but he was cut off.

“Cal.” Eva’s gaze implored Calix to stand down.

As the tension between Gage and Calix thickened, Eva felt the urgent need to intervene further. However, before she could speak again, it was Gaia's innocent voice that sliced through the mounting strain.

"You can take Mommy, Daddy," the little girl suggested earnestly. "I'll go with Uncle Calix, so you can carry Mommy."

Gaia didn't wait for a response. She gently pulled away from Eva but in a surprising move, Gage suddenly stood up. Both Eva and Gaia gasped in surprise as he effortlessly lifted them both into his arms. He cradled Eva in a princess-like hold, while Gaia nestled comfortably in Eva’s arms.

Gage then turned to leave, carrying Eva and Gaia away from Calix. But just as he was about to walk off, he paused and spoke without turning to look at the man behind him.

"Thanks for saving Eva," Gage said, his voice gruff yet sincere. "But I can take care of my wife and daughter from here on."

Eva looked up at Gage, her lips hanging open in another surprise. She could tell Gage is jealous. He truly is jealous of Calix! And that was why he was suddenly like this!

In the car, Gage was utterly quiet as he drove towards the hospital.

He looked so serious, obviously still in a foul mood despite him looking outwardly calm. Eva kept glancing at him. She so wanted to ask him about the DNA test but with Gaia listening, she could only hold herself back.

…

Gage was quietly waiting right outside the room where Eva was being attended to when the tension around him suddenly seemed to intensify at the arrival of Calix.

Calix positioned himself casually across from Gage, leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets. His gaze fixed on the closed door of the room.

Gage, who had been looking down at the floor, lifted his eyes in a slow, deliberate manner. His dark eyes peered through his hair, gleaming dangerously.

Gage didn’t like this Calix since the first time he saw him not only because of his obvious closeness to Eva and Eva’s comfortableness around him but also because of the fact that this man was obviously not intimidated by him. No man had ever look at him or stood before him with such casual nonchalance. He knew it wasn’t bravado. He could just feel it.

Men, regardless of their status or position, would instinctively recoil at the mere hint of danger that Gage emanated. But this Calix, seemed almost immune to Gage's intimidating aura.

In that silent standoff, Gage was now certain of one thing – Calix was not an ordinary human being. No human exhibited such composure and indifference in the presence of someone like him, except Eva.

And the strangest thing was that, Gage couldn’t tell what this man was. He couldn’t sense anything otherworldly from him. He just seemed like a powerful human and that’s why, he’s now listing this man’s name at the very top of the threats and dangers he must eradicate to keep Eva and Gaia safe.

As the silence between them continued, the atmosphere became even more charged.

If one would see the duo in that moment, they would definitely be starstruck at the mere view of them.

Two tall men, nearly equal in height, standing and leaning against the walls just across each other like they were in some kind of a cinematic standoff.

One clad in a polished suit, his hair perfectly styled, presented the image of an impeccable CEO, every detail about him screaming sophistication and control. His demeanor was one of composed assurance, a man accustomed to the meticulous trappings of corporate power. On the other hand, the other presented a different image. His appearance carried an air of formidable danger. He exuded the aura of a man who might command a shadowy, underground organization, or perhaps something even more ominous. His presence was less about the refinement of a CEO and more about the raw, unbridled power of a leader in a world where strength and dominance and cruelty were the currencies of authority.

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