Chapter 92

AYLA

It takes everyone a long time to recover from the shock. When they do, Mom and Dad rush towards me.

I lift my

bloodied palm and stop them.” Do—Don’t.”

Their faces now show every emotion they feel—agony, worry, and shock.

W

Princess, I didn’t- – – ”

* You have hurt me enough. “I whisper, not letting Dad finish that.

I know he didn’t want to hurt me. To this day, Dad has never even raised his voice at me let alone his hands. That’s something I know he will never do.

But, pain doesn’t only come with words or hands. Sometimes, it comes with the way someone treats you, unknowingly or knowingly.

I am at fault too. When Mom believed that all the psychologists or doctors helped me get over my trauma, I acted a certain way and let her live in her happy bubble.

When Dad asked me what I wanted to study in college while subtly telling me that he wanted me to go for business, I didn’t once refuse and tell him that I didn’t want to do that.

It has always been like this and now they believe I can not refuse them over anything.

My view of my hurt parents gets blocked by a cold face. His hands, cold and calloused reach for my forehead, touching the wound lightly.

Our eyes meet, and my breath hitches.

“It’s not deep, Kitty. You will be fine. “Massimo whispers, pulling his hand to his side.

of

Ayla Baby. ” Mom calls out again, her hand holding onto Dad’s arms.

attention.

The fake concern in his eyes makes me sick. He can pretend to the end.

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with a heavy

Please—Please take me home.”

the blink

a step back. Desperately, I push my hand forth so he can grab my hand and take me with him

pushes past him and steps in my line of sight. “He is Massimo Rossi, Ayla. The same person

difficult for Dad?” I finish for

hurt more. But I can not give up now. I can not even think about

do you really love him?” Dad’s voice sounds hesitant

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the sudden question. I open my mouth to answer, but find nothing

Baby. Please tell us if he did anything to you. Please. You don’t need to be scared. We will

the other side.

people, my

sides, waiting for my

until yesterday.

blurt before

it became to admit my fake love for Massimo, I couldn’t do it, but if I have

I wanted to fall in love with him. But I couldn’t

rip this f**k*r apart. He will never show his face in front of you again.” Dad

same.

tell the

*I told

married to

flashes across Dad’s face. He releases my arm and runs his fingers through

really

is—He is not my enemy.

is starting to spin. I clutch my

about

my feet and

s i a n. He looks pi s se d, and murderous as

a thin line. He will never get his hands

My heart s k i s a beat as our g

say about him. I watch him until he

He whispers, offering me his palm. “let’s go home and

“J

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