CHAPTER 115

CHAPTER 115

HAZEL'S POV;

I wonder what Onyx expected after locking me up for weeks in that dungeon.

Run to him and give him a hug, appreciating him for finally releasing me after believing a lie that had been cast on my head?

Or did he expect me to smile at him and tell him my experience in that miserable place?

Did he expect me to run into his arms and cry, telling him how much I missed him and his touches?

He would be delusional to think I was going to spare him a glance after everything he had done to me.

This was the last straw that broke the horse's back and I was ready to ignore him till I was able to get out of here.

I was quite strong for a pregnant woman, seeing that I was able to help Earl to the drawing room and help him take a seat on the couch.

Once he was seated, I heaved a deep breath in relief. "Can you heal or do I get someone to get you treated?"

"Uhm, no. It's fine. I'm fine here. I just need to rest and go on my way,"