He stared at her, the injured pupils revealing traces of sadness, but quickly followed by a hint of paranoia. He then forcefully grasped her chin, compelling her to turn her head and look at him.
If you're not coming back with me, where are you planning to go? Are you intending to meet that man?"
That man?
Freya looked at him blankly, feeling extremely annoyed. "Bradley, have you lost your mind?"
"Where did you go in the evening, who did you have dinner with, and who else did you meet?" The man's originally gentle eyes were now bloodshot, resembling a wild beast on the verge of losing control.
Recalling the events at the restaurant, Freya squinted her eyes and looked at him with an incredulous expression.
"You had someone follow me?"
"With all the commotion at the restaurant, which
