She sat across from him, pretending not to notice his burning gaze.
His eyes stayed on her shoulder, seeing that blood had soaked her shirt.
The blood didn't seem to be on her body, and he felt the pain in his heart a thousand times worse than that.
He couldn't stand the thought of her getting hurt, not one iota.
The car stopped at Pines Ridge and Serena walked down like nothing was wrong.
Maxwell had his hands cuffed and the upper part of his body was still tied with rope, but his legs were free.
When the car stopped, he made to follow it out, but was stopped by a couple of bodyguards.
Serena was standing not far from him, looking at him coldly.
He raised an eyebrow and smiled, "What does Serena mean by this?"
"Pines Ridge is Matthew's, do you deserve to be in it?"
She always managed to spit out hurtful words in such a cloudy manner, like a sharp sword, plunging straight into the softest belly of his heart.