Chapter 419

“Don’t look.” Giselle’s voice trembles as she speaks. Maverick clenches her hand tightly, wanting to see it more clearly. Perhaps, he doesn't want to believe. This winding scar, representing something. “You...” Maverick struggles to open his lips, his breath tightening. “What happened?” “Nothing happened.” Giselle forcefully pulls away Maverick’s hand, holding her palm, and moves her hand behind her. “You saw wrong, there’s nothing.” She doesn’t want Maverick to know, doesn’t want to take those bloody and gloomy days out from her memory and put them in front of Maverick. But Maverick won’t let her avoid it, he forcibly removes her hand hidden behind her and places it between the two. His fingers slowly caressing the light pink scar. “Tell me this is nothing happened?” He held up Giselle's hand, an ugly, winding scar cutting through their line of sight. Maverick stared straight at Giselle, "Tell me, how did this scar come about?" Giselle's eyes were trembling lightly, "You..." she said,