Rufus' POV:

Just when I was about to satisfy my curiosity, the door of the lounge opened with a bang. It caught my attention; I turned my head towards the intruder, the one who cut my momentum short. "Stop!"

Crystal crossed our distance and managed to catch my hand just in time before I totally removed the bandages from Arron's face.

Then she rushed over to the other side and grabbed Arron away from my reach. She held him tightly in her arms and shot at me the deadliest glare she could muster. "What the hell were you trying to do to him?"

How she acted and how blurred the previous scene was baffled me altogether. But I gathered myself. "Arron is injured. I'm just checking on him. What's wrong with that?"

However, Crystal snapped at me. "Arron is my child. Whatever happens to him is none of your business."

She seemed to be forgetting her place, raising her voice at me. Besides, she knew nothing of what transpired before she got into the picture. That irked me. I was getting riled up inside. What was worse, the way she was holding Arron protectively and away from me suggested as though I was close to hurting her son. I was just concerned, that was all!

"Do you even have the slightest idea what's going on here? Do you really think I would hurt him?" I mirrored the glare that sparked from Crystal's eyes. Wherever I looked, this situation and her being unnecessarily protective were just absurd and exasperating. What an ingrate she was!

lot of people surrounding me earlier. If it weren't for him, I would've been

Here, show me where

in a split second. What was now plastered across her face was a mother's worry. She examined

from them as she did so, still keeping my lips sealed. My mind

at the ball, now she also got herself into an argument with me without knowing what my intentions

asked the doctor to check up on

"I'm

could say he was a good boy. He didn't mention anything about the people who really hurt

I stood there, watching; I felt like an intruder who wasn't

Arron remembered that I was still there, he turned his head towards where I stood. An innocent smile cracked on his lips as he fluttered his lashes. He then looked proudly at his mom. "Mommy, you know what? Those bad people were so scared when

recognition of me somehow allayed the anger that was churning inside me, but I didn't let it show on my face. Doing so would mean I had let Crystal get the

that was it? She was

peeped at me. It seemed that the apple really didn't fall

kept me in the scene. Why hadn't she said anything about apologizing to me? Why did she look away? Was it because of shame? Pride? Embarrassment? She should have been begging for my forgiveness, but why was

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