Chapter Fifty Three

"Have they gone insane?!" I exclaimed hysterically.

How in the actual fvck can they even consider that photo into a malice? Don't they find it absurd? Violet is way too older than him, she could almost pass as his auntie! And she's a certified bitch.

"They know nothing," Atticus said as he threw the remote on the sofa.

I looked at him knowingly.

"I wanna go to him," my lips trembled. His brows furrowed a bit, it seems like he really finds me the most annoying person he could ever meet but i could only care less.

"Your breakfast is being prepared in the dining." He was ready to walk out but my reflexes are way faster lately, i grabbed his arm, making him look at me unbelievably.

"I rarely beg. I never even thought of asking for help from someone i can barely talk to. I know you think of me now as a pathetic woman, you probably hate me or more so... But please, Atticus," i swallowed the lump in my throat like how i swallowed my remaining pride. "I need your help on this one. Please, h