Chapter 28

Jealousy, pain, and regret crashed over Spencer like a tidal wave, threatening to tear Spencer apart. He collapsed amid the chaos, ripping his hands through his hair, a low, desperate growl escaping like a trapped animal. Why… Why had it come to this? Chris rushed in after hearing the commotion. When he saw the devastation and Spencer slumped on the floor, he froze in shock and hurried forward. "Mr. Price! You—" "Get out." Spencer's voice was hoarse beyond recognition. "Mr. Price, your hand is bleeding!" Chris exclaimed, noticing the shards of broken glass cutting into his palm, blood trickling freely. "I said get out!" Spencer snapped his head up, his eyes terrifying. Chris didn't dare say another word. He retreated quietly and closed the door behind him. The office was left to Spencer's ragged breaths and the faint, steady drip of blood onto the floor. He looked down at his wounded hand. The sting was nothing compared to the pain in his chest. He thought of the scar on her wri