Chapter 7

Erika’s slender, white hands were in sharp contrast to Logan’s bronze arms. Halatang mahina kumpara sa lakas na mayroon ang lalaki, ngunit tila hindi ito nakaramdam ng takot na pigilan ang huli.

"Get out of the way." Logan’s eyes were too cold, and he was filled with murderous intent, which made Erika feel terrible.

Naalala niya ang mga pasa sa katawan ni Zion. Palagi niyang iniisip na dahil iyon sa kalikutan ng bata at posibleng kung saan-saan ito nahuhulog at tumatama. Now she understands the reason. No wonder Zion hit Yosef so hard, leaving the latter unable to fight back.

"Mr. Vallejo, Zion is only 6 years old, and he is your son. Hindi ba parang sobra itong training na ipinapagawa mo sa kanya para sa edad niya?” muling kontra niya sa lalaki na matigas pa rin ang ekspresyon.

Logan’s eyes fell on her clean and fair face, "What position does Teacher Larson have in this house to say that to me, huh?”

Ramdam ni Erika ang banta sa boses ng lalaki, ngunit hindi siya nagpatinag at mas pi