Knowing The Truth Is Painful

"If you hit me and I didn't stop you, believe me, you would taste my husband's anger; he might send you straight to your coffin."

Bella wasn't exaggerating. She knew Tristan would have done more than she had if he had known what had happened here.

Seeing the fear and confusion in Henry's eyes, she continued speaking.

"You know what brother? Earlier, I had wanted to bring you to our mother's house and welcome you with a warm dinner at my home, but once again, you ruined that opportunity."

Henry gritted his teeth in silence. 

"Gosh! I suggest you work on managing your anger, or you will end up like our father—or worse."

Henry's ability to speak was slowly fading. The unbearable pain tortured him, making him wish just to pass out so that the pain in his chest and hands wouldn't be felt. However, Bella's words shocked him.

Countless questions were now racing through Henry's mind.