Chapter 39

Scarlett The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes, was him. None other than Lucien. He was sitting right beside my bed, elbows braced on his knees, head tilted slightly toward me as if he’d been studying me for hours. The dim lighting from the bedside lamp cast shadows along the sharp lines of his jaw, and his silver eyes burned–not with warm, but with fury. I couldn’t help but feel guilty for some reason although I don’t know what I have done for him to look at me in such way. The moment our gazes met, his expression shifted. Anger. Pure, unfiltered anger. “Oh, so you’re awake?” His tone was filled with mockery. I blinked at him. “Yeah. What’s wrong?” “What’s wrong? You’re asking me what’s wrong?! Do you realize what you’re doing, huh?! Do you realize how dangerous it is?!” He exclaimed in fury. I was taken back. This was the first time I had saw him yell and get angry this much at me. I frowned. “I’m not deaf, I can hear you loud and clear so there’s no need for you to scream at m