Trick Him Into Divorce, Then Flee With His Unknow Kid

Chapter 383: Chapter 383 A Night Gone Wrong

Trevor had always been a serious, reserved man.

Even on the best of days, he rarely smiled. Romance wasn’t exactly his territory, and a soft, affectionate tone was even more out of character for him.

So when Ryan heard that voice through the phone, he froze.

It was Trevor.

And Trevor sounded anything but himself.

The words hit Ryan like a punch to the ears.

Then the call abruptly ended.

Ryan stared at his phone for a moment, his jaw tightening. He could almost picture what was happening on the other end.

A dark, unreadable look crossed his face.

Slowly, he turned toward the doorway.

It was as though he could see straight through the wall to the room across the hall.

*****

Rose was just as surprised.

She’d assumed she’d have the room to herself that evening. She certainly hadn’t expected to swipe her key card and find Trevor already there.

He’d apparently finished his online meeting and was stretched out on the sofa, eyes closed, his brow drawn into a deep frown as he drifted in and out of sleep.

Rose immediately felt awkward.

She had a pretty good idea someone had arranged this without bothering to tell her.

Her first thought was to wake Trevor and send him back to his own room.

But as she stepped closer, she noticed how flushed his face was.

Heat radiated from him.

Rose stopped.

She didn’t dare touch him.

Instead, she set her phone down, went into the bathroom, soaked a washcloth in cold water, and brought it back. She figured she’d at least cool his face down and see whether he had a fever.

But when she came out—

Trevor was awake, answering her phone.

Rose had been so distracted by her call with Ryan that she hadn’t noticed him sit up.

Now he was watching her.

He rubbed the bridge of his nose, his usually controlled expression strangely tense. There was something in his eyes that made Rose’s steps falter.

His gaze was intense.

Too intense.

It felt as though someone had turned a match inside him and set everything ablaze.

Rose suddenly felt hot under his stare.

Then Trevor got to his feet.

He took a step toward her, his breathing uneven.

"Rose..."

His voice was rough.

"I want you."

Rose froze.

For a second, she couldn’t process what she’d just heard.

Then she instinctively ended the call with Ryan.

She turned toward Trevor and took a step back.

"Trevor?"

He gave a small nod.

His eyes never left her.

Whatever he’d been holding back seemed to have completely broken loose. He swallowed hard as he watched her.

"You always call me Trevor," he murmured. "You never call me anything else."

Rose stared at him

Was that really what he was worried about right now?

"That’s because your name is Trevor."

She took another step back.

Something was seriously wrong.

This wasn’t him.

The look in his eyes, the way he was breathing, the heat rolling off his body—none of it made sense.

"What did you take?" she demanded. "Trevor, don’t do anything stupid."

He kept coming.

Rose raised a hand between them.

"Stop. Trevor, snap out of it."

He barely seemed able to hear her.

His balance was unsteady, but somehow he still managed to close the distance. When Rose tried to retreat, he caught her wrist.

The next second, her back hit the wall.

Trevor was much bigger and stronger than she was. His grip made it impossible for her to pull free.

Anger surged through Rose.

Trevor wasn’t the kind of man who would ever force himself on her.

Someone had done something to him.

Someone had drugged him or tampered with him.

Trevor’s eyes dropped to her lips.

He leaned closer.

"Just give me a chance," he whispered.

Rose’s face went pale.

She twisted against his grip, but he wouldn’t let go.

"No."

She stared directly at him.

"Trevor, do you even know what you’re doing?"

There was almost no reason left in his eyes.

His grip tightened as he moved closer, leaving Rose no room to escape.

Panic gave way to anger.

Rose raised her free hand and slapped him across the face.

Trevor’s head jerked to the side.

And at that exact moment—

The lights went out.

Everything plunged into darkness.

Outside the windows, the ocean was nothing but a vast black expanse.

Then the entire ship lurched.

The floor tilted beneath their feet.

A wave of shouting and confusion erupted somewhere outside the room.

Rose grabbed the opportunity.

She shoved Trevor with all the strength she had.

He stumbled backward several steps before crashing into the edge of the table.

The impact seemed to snap something inside him back into place.

For a moment, Trevor stood there in the darkness, breathing heavily.

His body was still burning, but his mind had cleared.

His face went cold with horror.

He couldn’t see Rose, but he heard her immediately.

"Don’t move."

Her voice was firm now.

"Something’s wrong with you. Let me take a look."

Rose’s voice trembled slightly with relief.

She still couldn’t understand what had happened.

A power failure on a massive cruise ship was bad enough, but the violent rocking was even more concerning. A ship this large had backup systems. Something had clearly gone wrong beyond a simple blown fuse.

Right now, staying upright was difficult enough.

Whatever had just happened between them was the last thing either of them needed.

Trevor finally understood what he’d nearly done.

His expression darkened.

"I’m sorry."

His voice was strained.

"Something’s wrong with me. I couldn’t control myself."

Rose didn’t answer.

She had no time to.

People were shouting in the hallway.

Someone ran past their door.

Then came a frantic knock.

"Sorry! We’ve had a mechanical problem. We’re docking early. Everyone needs to get off the ship!"

Rose pulled out her phone and switched on the flashlight.

The beam cut through the darkness.

Trevor kept his eyes shut, his jaw clenched.

"Rose, don’t blame me. I don’t know what happened."

She looked at him.

She knew how dangerous the situation had been.

If the lights hadn’t gone out, she might not have been able to get away from him.

But there was no point arguing about it now.

Footsteps were getting louder outside.

If someone opened that door, they would have a lot of explaining to do.

Rose sighed.

She was furious.

But first, she had to figure out what the hell had happened to Trevor.

*****

Meanwhile, Alicia pushed her way through the crowded hallway.

She hurried toward Rose and Trevor’s room, raising her hand and knocking hard.

"Mr. Robinson? Mr. Robinson?"

No answer.

She knocked again.

"Professor Bennett? Please open the door. There’s been an emergency. We have to get off the ship."

Still nothing.

Alicia tried the doorknob.

Locked.

She knocked again.

That’s when Ryan arrived.

He stopped a short distance away, watching the scene in silence.

His expression was darker than the night outside.

A moment later, Shuan came hurrying down the hallway, breathing hard.

Then he noticed the blood on Ryan’s arm.

His eyes widened.

"Mr. Knight, what happened to your arm?"

Ryan glanced down as though he’d forgotten about it.

"Nothing."

Shuan looked as though he wanted to ask more, but Ryan’s expression made him think better of it.

Instead, he turned toward Alicia.

"Don’t bother knocking."

Alicia looked at him.

"What?"

"Trevor and Professor Bennett already got off the ship."

Her eyes widened.

"When?"

Ryan’s gaze sharpened as he looked at Shuan.

Shuan shrugged, a mischievous smile appearing on his face.

"Not long ago. They’d both had a little too much to drink tonight. It was a big occasion, everyone was having fun, and I’m guessing they wanted some privacy."

He paused deliberately.

Then his grin widened.

"I’d say they found themselves a nice, quiet place where they could spend the rest of the evening alone."

Alicia stared at him.

Ryan’s expression became even darker.

Shuan, completely oblivious to the storm brewing beside him, gave a knowing chuckle.

"Looks like somebody’s having a pretty good night."

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