“Where the hell did your common sense go? Don’t you understand? I know Zoe is important to you, but I was trying to save her too!”
Maverick let out a humorless laugh, his expression twisted with fury and disbelief.
He was still struggling against Xavier’s grip, but Xavier had already snatched the gun from his hand and shoved it into the back of his waistband before gripping Maverick’s shoulder tightly to keep him away from Elias.
But Maverick kept pushing forward, his rage refusing to settle.
“You?” Maverick barked bitterly, glaring at Elias like he was something beneath him. “You were going to take care of me and my sister?”
He let out a harsh, disbelieving laugh, shaking his head slightly as if the idea itself was insulting.
“You’re the same man who didn’t give a fuck whenyour wifewas dying from a brain tumor in a hospital bed!”
His voice rose with every word, cracking with fury as he stepped closer again, shoulders tense, fists still clenched at his sides.
“And you want me to trust you withmy sister?!”
He stopped just short of him, breathing hard, his face twisted in hatred and disbelief as he stared Elias down, mocking him without a shred of restraint.
“You expect me to trust the same bastard who was off having a fucking holiday in Australia with his girlfriend while his wife was almost dying on an operating table?”
Elias’s brows immediately furrowed in confusion.
The fury on his face flickered slightly.
“What the fuck are you talking about?” he asked sharply.
He stared at Maverick with narrowed eyes.
“Say that again.”
Maverick roughly shoved Xavier off him and stormed straight toward Elias.
Without hesitation, he punched Elias hard across the face.
“You want me to trust you, motherfucker?!” Maverick roared furiously.
The force of the punch made Elias stumble slightly before straightening again.
“The woman you’re trying so hard to protect was dying while you were busy enjoying yourself with another woman in Australia!” Maverick shouted. “And now you’re acting like some fucking hero trying to save everyone!”
His chest rose and fell violently.
“What the hell is wrong with your head?” he barked. “Do you think you’re some kind of god?”
But Elias was already seeing red.
The next second, he lunged forward violently and shoved Maverick hard before punching him back across the face.
“Don’t curse my wife!” Elias roared furiously.
His voice turned terrifyingly cold as he grabbed Maverick by the collar again.
“She doesn’t have a tumor,” he snapped through clenched teeth. “And if you keep standing here talking about her dying—”
His eyes darkened dangerously.
“I’m going to make you regret the fact that I kept you alive.”