CHAPTER 112

Melissa tapped rapidly on Damian’s strong hand which choked her throat. Her eyes turned red as they grew broad in her sockets. Damian let go of her neck curtly and she hit the wall with a thud.

“You dare ask me if I am drunk?” Damian growled, pointing back at his chest.

"You are accusing me, Damian, I don't know what you are talking about,” Melissa uttered, her voice etched with annoyance as she leaned in with her hands clenched.

Graveyard silence filled the room as Damian glared at her with a glimpse of surprise in his eyes. The way Melissa shot back at him looked too good to be true.

“Damn it!" Damian uttered, breaking the anticipation which hung in the air. He would have fallen for her corny acts if he didn't have proof. Melissa would have successfully blindfolded him if the doctor wasn't caught and tortured to talk.

Damian took a deep sigh offering silent thanks to Mark who helped him come to the light of everything happening in his life. He felt his eyes welled up as he blink