Chapter 36

Alexander's POV

“Hey, bastard! Do not touch my wife!” I yelled as he pulled the needle close to her face.

Layla's eyes widened. “You're the killer?” She asked the bastard who happens to be her father. I don't know how, but she had promised to explain herself when we get home. I mean, if we get home.

He pulled the needle away. He looked concerned. I'm sure he didn't plan to reveal himself like that, but since it has happened anyways. I think his daughter deserves an explanation.

“Erm, you can say that. I mean yes, I m the killer!” He laughed. “Suprise!”

I hissed. This man must be sick in the head.

“There's no big deal in being a killer though.” He smiled at Layla. “You know I did it to protect you, right?” He leaned closer to her.

She spat on his face. “You are crazy. I never asked you to!” She screamed. “Don't think I will see you as a good father. I hate you!”

He grabbed her hair, and pulled it backwards. She screamed in pain and my heart broke. I'm such a useless husband! I cursed.