The Warlord's Revenge

Chapter 82

“Victor, you’re not seriously leaving me right now, are you?” Emma’s voice was tight, a mixture of pain and disbelief. Her hand gripped his as she lay on the hospital bed.

Victor’s jaw tightened. “Emma, I have to go. It’s urgent. The board is pushing”

“I don’t care about your board!” she snapped, her eyes blazing with a fire that sent a jolt through him. “I need you here, with me. Now, not later.”

He took a deep breath, struggling to balance the storm brewing inside him. “Emma, I swear to you, I’ll be back. You’re my priority, but I have to handle this.”

“You always have something to handle,” Emma shot back, her voice rising. “It’s always the company, or the Phantom, or some other mess. When do I come first, Victor? When do we come first?”

Victor’s gaze locked onto hers, and for a moment, he couldn’t breathe. Her words cut deep, but he couldn’t let her see the turmoil raging within him. “This isn’t about you not being first. You know that.”

“Then prove it,” she said, her voice low and