I Love You More, Cade by Coral Hume ( Nydia and Jackson)

Chapter 18 

Nydia gasped in shock when she realized her hand was pressing down on Josephine’s wrist, right where she had cut herself. Blood spurted, staining her hand a shocking crimson. 

Before Nydia could utter a word, she was shoved forcefully to the ground, her head hitting the cabinet with a thud. 

“Get a doctor, now!” Cade roared, his eyes blazing with fury, his voice cutting through the air like ice. 

Josephine, through her tears, looked at him, trying to keep her voice steady, “Cade, please, don’t blame Miss Sharp.” She then collapsed into unconsciousness. 

Dazed, Nydia sat on the floor, watching as the medical team rushed in and out, the minutes stretching into what felt like centuries. A ringing filled her ears as something wet trickled down. She reached up, curious about the sensation. 

Suddenly, Nydia was pinned against the wall, her chin gripped tightly. 

Tears welled up in Nydia’s eyes from the pain as she futilely tried to push the man’s hand away, saying in agony, “Cade, have you lost your mind?” 

Cade’s face darkened, his grip tightening to the point where his veins bulged, a clear sign of rage. 

“Nydia, have you no soul? Can’t you see how much pain she is in? Were you trying to kill her?” he thundered. 

Cade had initially thought nothing of Nydia’s actions today; despite their insincerity, at least she was making an effort to reach out to Josephine. But he never imagined Nydia could be so heartless as to endanger Josephine’s life. 

“What’s this got to do with me?” Nydia shot back, her anger rising. 

“How can you say that? You’ve been making her life miserable, opposing her at every turn. You dare to deny it?” Cade’s grip tightened, his fury palpable. 

Struggling for air, Nydia’s face turned red, her lips purpling as she neared suffocation. 

Nydia scoffed inwardly, thinking, “He hates me enough to wish me dead. To Cade, I’m already the worst of villains. Is it any wonder he blames me for today’s events?” 

“What are you laughing at?” Cade demanded. 

With a bitter laugh, Nydia retorted, “Cade, we’re cut from the same cloth. You accuse me of being foolish and malicious, but aren’t you the same? Blinded by Josephine, uncaring of anyone else’s life for her sake.” 

As she struggled to breathe, tears streamed down Nydia’s face, her complexion unnaturally pink, her eyes bloodshot, lips slightly parted. 

Cade’s eyes darkened further, a surge of irritation rushing through him as he abruptly let go of Nydia. 

Free at last, Nydia collapsed to the floor, gasping for air and coughing violently. 

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Cade coldly warned, “Nydia, don’t think you can abuse the status of Mrs. Jackson. I can give that title to anyone. And don’t fool yourself into thinking a few nights with me will earn you any special treatment. You’re nothing more than a temporary diversion, understand?” 

The term “temporary diversion” haunted Nydia, resonating in her mind like a thunderous echo, long after she left the hospital. 

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