Chapter35:

JACK'S POV                                          I went into the kitchen. Luckily, nobody got shot. It angered me when I saw South gang's thugs pointing guns at my family. I couldn't think of such an effect on her. ' I have to calm her down. ' I asked the cook to make the salad, orange juice and black coffee. I fished out my phone and put it back in my pocket. I took the tray from his hand and picked a water bottle. I hurriedly walked toward my door.        What the fu**! The door was on the ground. I kept the tray on the table.       She was sobbing inconsolably. There was terror in her eyes. Her eyes were swollen. Her nose was red. I could perceive, she was wheezing. Her breaths were coming out rapidly from her mouth. I came near to her and she cringed away.       " Here you are, brother. " Harry said.       " What the fu** you did! " I was exasperated but I slowly said.       " The door was locked. She didn't open. I hit it. It fell. I was asking you. That's all. " he said.