Chapter 114: Maria’s Apology

"Are you defending Paris Carter?" the deep voice muttered in disbelief.

Maria stood with a surprised gaze. "I-I was just–"

"You know him very well, don't you?" Those blue sapphires narrowed with rage.

"Wait, Sarkon. I am part of the Student Council and–"

Slam!

The table shook under the beast's strong palms.

Maria widened her gaze further at the toppled glasses, messed up utensils, and spilled food, and then at the seething man bowed over the table with his hands on the tabletop.

Instantly, her heart fell twenty stories. Her handsome hulk was upset again. She couldn't stop staring at those broad shoulders, their muscles heaving heavily.

There must be something she could do to help him simmer down first.

"Maybe…" she started in the gentlest tone she could manage. "We can talk about this over lunch later. I can explain everything."

His face shot up. Its features were once again crushed with fury.