Lovers Spat

Declan knew that Anne was angry with her but he was holding her hands gently. He would never dare to hurt her.

While that scumbag! He was holding her so tightly that he was sure she would get a bruise. He wanted to punch him so badly. If not for his position in the mundane world, he would have killed the man with his bare hands already.

But…

It was not the man whom Anne asked to leave but him!!

"An!" he looked at her with a pleading gaze but her eyes only turned colder.

"Did you not hear me? I asked you to leave." this time she used her force to pull her hands away from his grip. "I did not need your concern. So, it would be better that you leave me alone."

She did not even understand what he was doing there. Should he not be rotting in hell?

"Did you not hear the lady? She had already made her decision. What are you pestering her for?" Henry smirked as he pushed Declan away.