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Chapter 156

Author: Abisola Janet
last update Last Updated: 2026-02-01 23:56:19

Victor’s POV

Marco immediately turned toward the voice that called his name.

The moment his eyes landed on me, recognition flashed across his face — followed instantly by irritation.

Without saying another word, he turned back to the door and quickly unlocked it, clearly intending to slip back inside and shut us out.

But I was faster.

I moved before he could step in, planting my hand against the doorframe and blocking his way.

Marco stopped, jaw tightening.

For a second, we just stared
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