CHAPTER 102
MAXWELL’S POV
“The bandages can be taken off in a few days’ time,”
Mark said as he walked into the room. He squinted at my ribs where one of the bandages were strapped around, then my left cheek. He nodded to himself and ticked something in a small, black notebook.
“What is that?” I demanded angrily.
“Relax man,” Mark said, unfazed by the commanding tone of my voice, “sometimes I wonder if you see me as one of these guards or maids around.”
I tried to get off the bed, but he placed a firm hand on my chest and pushed me down until my head was resting on the pillow again.
“You need to relax, Maxwell, else you will make everything worse.”
“Everything is bad already!” I roared, “He has her! That…fuck! He has her Mark! And it pisses me off!”
He frowned in confusion, “Has w
