Chapter 174 OLD FRIEND

ANDREW POV:

“Ahhh…”

The woman’s heart wrenching cries caught my attention instantly, “Jethro.” I hold his arm anxiously at him.

“It’s ok, Andrew.” He pats my hand and then pulls his arm out of my grip, and then very calmly he sits on the sofa that is not like a person he was in the school.

He was a kind person.

Hurting a person was a far far away though he would never hurt even an ant and today that woman’s heart wrenching cries are doing nothing to him.

Has he turned into a stone, now?

The Jethro I knew from my school days was someone who always hated violence the most and always fought against the people who did it. Even if that means fighting against his father.