Chapter 35

(Serena's POV)

I opened my eyes and looked up to see if he was awake when I felt the faint movement of his chest against my palm. He was undoubtedly awake. His wide-eyed with his agitated ocean-blue gaze.

He quickly scantled the room. I kept quiet, allowing him to take everything in around him. His eyes only met mine after a brief period of silence, and as always, it sent sparks racing through my body.

Did he calm down? My heart was racing while fidgeting with my fingers. I admit, I'm anxious about what words would come out of his mouth. It feels like it's happening again. By the time he threw the pictures of me with another man in a bed, the time when he deadly glared at me, the time when he divorced me harshly.

Will he believe his eyes and not my words? Again?

He took a glance at the bed before turning to face me once more. At his perplexed expression, I sigh. His eyes squinted as he noticed the fabric wrapped around his palm when he looked down at it.

"You cut your palm and got