Chapter Two Hundred Thirty Two

Gwen.

I shouldn’t have looked at him, I shouldn’t have bothered trying to even see him. But I did and I immediately regretted it after seeing him smile at me. He shouldn’t be smiling after what he did, he shouldn’t be laughing when he has condemned the lives of so many people.

While still staring and smiling at me he said, “Not guilty,”

The nerves he had. The nerve of saying that he wasn’t guilty after what he did.

I wanted to get up from my seat and give him a blow in his face. I wanted to wipe that smile from his face and the more he smiled, the more I wanted to hit his face so hard. And I didn’t know I was doing just that until I felt someone hold my hand, I looked down and saw Henry staring at me with a frown on his face.

“Don’t do it,” he said in a low voice.

I blinked and looked around to see some people staring at me like I had gone crazy, I looked up to see the bastard still staring at me.

“Please sit down baby,” he said again, taking his hand from my wrist and holding my hand