Damian's POV
Sabrina walked away and I was in shock. I sighed, "She didn't even eat her food."
Walking further, I came to a stop when I noticed Sabrina in the main bedroom. When I remembered the first time I saw her wearing a shirt and shorts, I was shocked. I remained with my eyes closed and my lip biting because I can't forget that. When I finally went downstairs, our maid was there waiting for me.
"Oh, Damian, she didn't finish it?" the maid asked.
I shook my head. "We argued earlier."
She asked with a serious tone, "What did you do? I know you, when you don't like what the person you're talking to says, you get upset all of a sudden."
I snorted. I didn't plan for it to happen; I was simply curious as to whether my tone of voice had irritated her. She became irate with me as a result.
She smiled and let go of the towel, asking, "Am I right?
"I just want to explain... I just want to know that—"