Sara’s P.O.V.
“You did that intentionally, right?” I asked Nicholai while sitting in the back of his car with Patrick who was now behaving like a love-sick teenager. He was hugging me so tightly even when he was deep asleep as if someone out snatches me from him.
“Yeah… you can say that”, he looked at me through the rear mirror as he was now driving both of us to our home. “I want you to know that he didn’t have any ill intention or anything else in his mind than you when he made your father bent”, his words made the corner of my lips curled up and I looked down at my husband’s now peaceful face.
“His reputation is so bad that even his good deeds always fall down in the pit of suspicion. I know that you were sitting almost behind him and he always becomes loud when he got drunk. That’s
