Chapter 22

"Who is it?" Ariella yelped, running out from the dining room-only to see Lucian sitting on the floor, messing with his foot. "What are you doing here?" "Karma hit me this time. Happy now?" Lucian didn't even look up, just tossed the words out coldly as he kept fiddling with his poor foot. He must've been heading from the dining room to the study... Did he hear her talking? Ariella felt a flicker of awkwardness, but seeing him grimacing in pain? That honestly felt a bit satisfying. He wasn't wrong-if this was fate's punishment, she'd call it well-deserved. "Uh... is it bad?" she asked, seeing his brows drawn so tightly it looked painful. Her sense of empathy kicked in before she could stop it. "You think I'm dying? This is nothing." "Then how come you're frowning so hard? I've seen TV tough guys pull out bullets without batting an eye," she muttered, regretting showing any kindness. "You! Ariella, just wait and see what I do to you tonight!" he growled, fighting through the pain to get