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Chapter 469
Chapter 469:
Easton stared at the glowing message. The cold, calculating edge in his dark eyes dissolved into something profound and quietly obsessive.
He slipped the phone back into his pocket and turned to face his assistant. His expression was completely blank.
“Contact opposing counsel,” he said smoothly. “Tell them a key witness in the federal insider trading case I am prosecuting just had a medical emergency and was rushed into surgery. It is a matter of national security. The DOJ has ordered a mandatory postponement of three hours. Make it sound non-negotiable p>
His assistant’s eyes went wide with horror. She knew he was fabricating a high-level excuse — a lie so audacious it could get him disbarred if discovered. “Sir, the risk p>
“The risk is mine to manage,” Easton said. His voice was a whip crack of absolute authority that silenced her instantly.
He grabbed his car keys from the desk and walked out of the office without a backward glance.
Thirty minutes later, his black Porsche pulled up to the curb outside June’s Tribeca apartment building.
June walked out through the glass lobby doors and stopped in her tracks. Easton was leaning casually against the hood of his car.
“What are you doing here?” she asked, her eyes wide with surprise. “Shouldn’t you be at work? Wall Street lawyers bill by the second p>
Easton opened the passenger door for her. A devastatingly charming smile played at the corner of his mouth.
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“For me,” he murmured, “there are certain things far more valuable than billable hours p>
He drove them to the Manhattan Veterinary Emergency Center.
They walked together into the VIP recovery ward. Snowball was lying inside a temperature-controlled glass enclosure, looking weak but alert.
June pressed her hands against the glass, and her eyes filled with tears of relief.
Easton stepped up directly behind her. He did not touch her, but he stood close enough that the warmth radiating from his chest reached her back. He placed his hand on the glass right beside hers, forming a quiet, physical shelter around her.
The attending vet entered to deliver the discharge instructions. Easton immediately took charge of the conversation, firing off a series of highly technical questions about the rabbit’s diet, kidney function, and medication schedule. He drew a gold pen from his pocket and took meticulous notes on the back of a business card.
He acted exactly like a husband taking care of his family.
June stood beside him, watching his sharp profile as he interrogated the doctor. A strange, powerful sense of security washed over her. She was so accustomed to fighting every battle alone that having a man step in and shoulder the burden felt almost intoxicating.
They walked out of the hospital lobby together and stopped on the sidewalk.
Easton looked down at June’s pale face and the dark circles beneath her eyes.
“You look exhausted,” he said. His tone was gentle but carried an undeniable edge of command. “Go home and sleep. I will pick you up tomorrow morning, and we will bring Snowball home together p>