"Or you two were having so much fun in the car you forgot you were still driving."
The words barely left my mouth before his hand cracked across my face.
My left cheek burned white-hot.
Chester looked almost startled by what he'd done.
His hand hung in the air, a flash of panic in his eyes, but it vanished just as fast, swallowed by irritation.
"This isn't the time for this. Glenda is lying in the emergency room!"
"And how is that my problem? Chester, what makes you think I'd willingly bleed for the homewrecker who ruined my marriage?"
My eyes dropped, cold and mocking, to the seat he'd just been sitting in.
The lace underwear sitting there, stained with something I didn't want to name, proving Chester Delgado's betrayal plain as day.
I got out and started to walk away. He seized my arm and dragged me into the hospital by force.
I fought him every step.
"Chester, I am not giving blood!"
I dug my nails into his arm. "Let go of me!"
But the difference in strength between us was too vast. Even as my nails bent back from the force of my grip, I couldn't break free.
Inside the hospital room, Chester grabbed IV tubing and bound my wrists so I couldn't run.