When She Turns Her Back Novel

Three minutes 381 Summary Troy's teasing words cause Teresa to blush deeply, leaving her feeling trapped and vulnerable due to her injured leg and his close presence. Despite her attempts to resist and deny any feelings, Troy's persistence leads to a passionate kiss that leaves Teresa drained but not fully willing to embrace the moment. Troy senses her reluctance but encourages her to be honest about her feelings, though Teresa insists she won't fall for his usual tricks. The tension is abruptly broken when Teresa's phone rings, showing Charles's name.

Troy blocks her from answering, his possessiveness and fear of losing her clear, but Teresa's desperation to take the call, fearing it might be about the divorce, pushes her to break free. She answers, only to learn that Yolanda, her daughter, is in the ER with a stomachache, and Charles coldly instructs her to handle it alone. Before Teresa can protest, Troy interrupts with another kiss, silencing her and ending the call. Despite the conflict between them, Troy offers to accompany Teresa to the hospital.

He lifts her into a wheelchair, and as they arrive at the ER, they encounter Emilie Winslow, who reveals that Yolanda was frightened by a strange man claiming to be Monica's uncle and Zane's godfather. Teresa listens carefully, exchanging glances with Troy, who neither denies nor confirms Emilie's suspicions, leaving a subtle tension as Teresa reassures Emilie that Troy wouldn't scare children, keeping his involvement ambiguous. Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below Chapter 381 Just a few words from Troy were enough to send a deep blush rushing across Teresa's face.

She instinctively wanted to look away, to escape his intense gaze, but with her injured leg and Troy standing so close, she felt completely cornered, unable to avoid him. Trapped beneath his steady eyes, Teresa let out a soft sigh, reluctantly turning back to meet his stare. The moment their eyes locked, her heart skipped a beat. Despite Troy's roguish appearance, there was an undeniable sincerity in his gaze that caught her off guard. She quickly dropped her eyes, unwilling to hold his gaze any longer, and remained silent. Noticing her silence, Troy's curiosity grew. "What's on your mind?

Why are you blushing like that?" he asked, his tone teasing. Teresa snapped back without hesitation, "Mind your own business." But the more she tried to shut him out, the more intrigued Troy became. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her skin, warm breath fanning over her cheek. "Are you thinking about my body?" he whispered playfully. Teresa's cheeks deepened in color. She turned her face away sharply. "No," she said firmly. Troy's grin widened mischievously. "So, I'm right then?" Unable to hold back any longer, Teresa spun toward him and snapped, "Enough!

Stop it-just-" Before she could finish, Troy's hand came up to cradle the back of her head, while his other arm wrapped tightly around her waist, pulling her flush against him. He took control of the moment, pressing her firmly into his chest as he kissed her with a rough passion, showing no restraint. This time, Teresa didn't resist, but she didn't fully embrace it either. All her strength seemed to drain away, and she simply melted against him, limp and without energy. After what felt like an eternity, Troy finally released her, though his expression suggested he craved more.

He looked down at her flushed cheeks, his warmth radiating as he murmured in a husky voice, "So, how about now? Is that enough, or do you want more?" Teresa stayed silent, burying her face deeper into his chest. Troy wrapped his arms around her gently, lowering his head to whisper, "Why hold back? Your body's more honest than your words. If you want this, why not just see where it leads?" Still, Teresa didn't lift her head. Her voice muffled against his chest, she said, "Troy, stop using your usual tricks on me.

I won't fall for you." Hearing her say she didn't like him stabbed Troy sharply, but he masked the pain with a smirk. "You don't like me? Does that even matter?" Before Teresa could respond, her phone on the nightstand began to ring, breaking the tension. She turned her head to see Charles's name flashing on the screen. Reaching out to grab it, she found Troy standing like an immovable barrier, blocking her hand. She felt a flush of frustration. "Troy, come on, let me get it. I have to answer." Troy's face darkened as he also saw Charles's name.

He pulled Teresa even closer, his voice low and possessive. "Don't answer." "Troy, I need to take this call. Just let me go," Teresa insisted. But Troy clung to her as if terrified of losing her, his body trembling with emotion. His voice cracked as he whispered fiercely in her ear, "No, I won't let you. Not this time." At that moment, Teresa couldn't care about his feelings. All she could think was: What if Charles is calling about the divorce? Panic surged through her. If she missed this call, who knew how long she'd have to wait again? Desperation took over.

She shoved Troy away and glared at him, furious. Though she said nothing, tears welled in her eyes. Seeing her like this twisted Troy's heart. Slowly, he loosened his grip and looked away. The phone rang again. Finally free, Teresa didn't hesitate. She lunged for the phone and answered breathlessly, "Charles!" His voice came sharp and demanding. "Why did it take you so long to answer?" Teresa snapped back, "Seriously? That's all you wanted to say?" After a pause, Charles's tone shifted. "Yolanda's teacher called. She's got a stomachache. She's at the same hospital as you, in the ER.

Go check on her." His words were orders, uncaring of Teresa's own struggles. After a moment, Teresa asked, "How am I supposed to get there?" "Someone will come for you. I'm not back yet. You'll have to handle it," Charles replied coldly. Without thinking, Teresa blurted, "Charles, I'm not going-" Before she could finish, Troy grabbed her by the waist and silenced her with another fierce kiss, cutting off her words. Charles's voice was still coming through the phone, but Troy snatched it away and ended the call abruptly.

Teresa struggled in his arms, but Troy held her fast, pressing a rough kiss on her lips. Suddenly, she bit down hard on his tongue as he tried to deepen the kiss. He recoiled in pain and finally released her. Troy covered his mouth, wincing from the sharp sting, but his gaze never left Teresa. She lay down, turning her back to him, silent. Troy sensed the turmoil within her-her worry, her anxiety. When the pain in his mouth lessened, he lay down beside her, wrapping his arms around her from behind and resting his chin gently on her shoulder.

"If you're worried, I'll go with you." Teresa said nothing, neither pushing him away nor drawing closer. Troy could tell her mind was with Yolanda. He sat up, leaned over, and lifted her into his arms. "What are you up to now, Troy?" Teresa asked, half amused, half exasperated. "I'm taking you to see Yolanda," he said simply. Tears pricked Teresa's eyes. "You..." Before she could finish, Troy set her gently in a wheelchair. As they reached the ER entrance, they bumped into Emilie Winslow coming out. "Ms. Winslow," Teresa called softly. Emilie blinked in surprise.

"Monica's aunt, what happened to you?" Teresa gave a small laugh. "It's nothing serious. I just tripped and hurt my leg." Emilie knew Teresa only as Monica's aunt; she had no idea Teresa was Yolanda's mother. After a few concerned questions, Teresa got straight to the point. "Monica told me Yolanda said her stomach hurt. What's going on?" Emilie glanced around before leaning in to whisper, "I looked into it. Yolanda said she ran into a strange man who was mean to her and threatened her. She got so scared her stomach started hurting." Teresa looked confused. "A strange man?

What strange man?" Emilie nodded. "That's exactly what Yolanda said. I even asked the other kids. The man claimed to be Monica's uncle and Zane's godfather..." Emilie's eyes suddenly widened as if she'd just realized something, giving Teresa a questioning look. Teresa turned to glance at Troy, who stood quietly beside her. He met her gaze with a bright, unreadable smile. More importantly, he didn't even bother to deny it. When Teresa looked away, she caught Emilie's puzzled expression. She knew Emilie was starting to piece things together, but Teresa kept silent about Troy.

Instead, she smiled softly and said, "Ms. Winslow, Mr. Logan would never waste his time scaring little kids." Conclusion The chapter delicately explores the complex emotions between Teresa and Troy, revealing a mixture of vulnerability, tension, and unspoken desires. Teresa's inner conflict is palpable as she wrestles with her feelings for Troy while grappling with external pressures and fears. Troy's persistent yet tender advances highlight his deep yearning for connection, even as Teresa resists, caught between her guarded heart and the warmth he offers.

Their dynamic is charged with both passion and restraint, underscoring the fragility and intensity of their relationship. Amidst the romantic tension, the narrative also touches on the protective instincts awakened by Yolanda's distress, weaving a layer of concern and responsibility into the story. Teresa's interactions with Emilie hint at deeper secrets and the challenges they face, yet her gentle dismissal of Troy's involvement suggests a desire to shield those around her from further turmoil.

The tension between them is palpable, and readers can anticipate moments where vulnerability and passion collide, revealing unexpected facets of their relationship. At the same time, the mysterious stranger who frightened Yolanda introduces a shadow of uncertainty that could disrupt the fragile peace. Questions about his identity and intentions will loom large, forcing Teresa to confront not only external threats but also the delicate balance she tries to maintain between her family and the unpredictable presence of Troy.

The subtle hints of Emilie's growing suspicions add another layer of intrigue, suggesting that secrets may soon surface, challenging loyalties and trust in ways Teresa never anticipated.