Aria
I stared at Lyall's retreating figure with a solemn look on my face. I couldn’t believe he just choked his beloved wife because of me.
A part of me was glad that he cared enough to get angry on my behalf and jump to my defense but another part couldn't help but feel sorry for Sheila.
She was a coughing and sputtering mess on the ground and her flushed face was beginning to go back to its normal color.
Kendrick stared at her with an unreadable expression on his face and I wondered what that was all about. Without sparing me a glance, he walked out of the room.
“Need some help?” I asked, extending my hands toward Sheila.
She shot me a scalding look that made me eat my words immediately. “I don't want your filthy hands anywhere near me. Get the hell out of my room.”
I scoffed and
