Taking advantage of Dylan's moment of distraction, Skye pushed him away with all her might.
She tumbled off the sofa and didn't dare glance at Dylan, instead supporting herself on the tea table as she scrambled toward the bedroom.
Skye had just experienced a massive shock and fright, her mind was in turmoil.
Only at that moment did she realize that all her years of effort had been in vain.
Dylan Wellington was practically her natural nemesis.
No matter how much mental preparation she did, no matter how perfectly she trained her body's reactions and strength, she would always be a step behind when facing Dylan.
Skye had to admit, if Dylan wanted, he had a thousand ways to force her.
And at this moment, unwilling to be forced by Dylan, unwilling to soften her heart, Skye 'rolled and crawled' into the bedroom.
With Molly Wellington there, she didn't believe Dylan would be a beast and do something to her in front of his daughter.
