Chapter 45

KEIRA.

Sebestian and I were eating even though I was forcing myself to eat but on a second thought, I should eat, why do I have to be so gloomy because some man didn't put much value on me.

“Thank you” I broke the silence at the dinning, genuinety in my tone. I was really grateful he showed up, I didn't want to go back to the penthouse. I can't bring myself to face George.

“It's fine. I was helping a wounded person. Think of it as humanity.” He replied, cutting out some chicken with his cutlery.

“Wounded person. My foot. I wasn't just okay for some time. If you say it like that, it would seem I want to remain like that forever.” I protested and he let out a bit of chuckle.

“If you are really grateful, you should treat me to a good lunch next time. Isn't that what people use to repay or prove they were grateful.” He raised his shoulders and continued eating.

“You should have told me you didn't really want to help. I didn't force you….” I retorted with a joking voice and he laughe