"How on earth did you have an injury mark on your forehead?" Ella asked.
"When you stepped out, I refused to allow a junior official to shut the door, as the visitation period wasn't over. We got into a scuffle, and I was hit."
The scar was very visible and right in the middle of his forehead.
"Ella went bonkers! How could they do this to your handsomely-looking face!" She loudly said.
"He was with a teaser, else I'd have beaten the living daylight out of him."
Little wonder the head official insisted on delivering the package himself. Did you receive any package on my previous visit?"
"Yes, I did! It was a wise decision to package the food in a coded lunch box. These people aren't meant to be trusted."
Every time she saw the injury on his forehead, her rage exacerbated. She coul
