Her stomach heaved violently, leaving a trail of sickness splashed across Matthew’s pristine suit. His brow furrowed, lips curling in disapproval. By the time her retching subsided, all she could expel was bitter stomach acid. Her body, bereft of strength, slumped heavily against the car door.

Ethan hastily approached, his voice earnest. “Mr. Hartman, let me assist Miss Hartman.”

Without a glance, Matthew shrugged off his jacket. “That won’t be ...