Chapter 182: Moment of Truth(1)
Rory clenched her fists seeing the smirk on his face. She braced her heart for the truth.
"Why don’t you come near me, little rose?" Lennon asked probably sensing the eagerness on her face.
"You call me the little rose and yet you hurt me. Why should I get anywhere near you?" She asked waving her hand in the sling.
"Aww..." Lennon cocked his head with a pitiful smile. "You’re mad about that? Should I apologize?" As he spoke, his face gradually hardened. And with a hate-filled expression, he looked at her.
Rory did not say anything. She did not know what he expects. But he was still glaring at her.
"Oh, you want me to apologize for lying to you? Is that what you expect?" She asked. "It’s just a few scratches. It’ll heal...probably before they hang you," she smiled.
Lennon gritted his teeth, and she could see his clenched jaws as the table lamp made dangerous contours on his face. She met his eyes and didn’t avert her eyes.
If a bad man like him has that much confidence, why can’t she have the confidence to face him?
But she couldn’t. She reverted to looking at his mouth and jaws. His eyes were similar to Liam’s, and she couldn’t bear to look at them.
And she was struggling to stay afloat. She currently felt like she was getting washed out by a flash flood. IN that roaring river, she is getting dragged to the current. She has nothing to hold on. She had no one she can trust blindly.
She has no one.
But she didn’t want to be dragged. She wanted to stand on firm ground. She wanted to pull herself together and move forward.