Chapter 29

Rhonda was scared, realized Oberon. She was scared and nervous of dealing with a man who broke martini glasses with the slightest pressure of his fingers and then did not even bother to look at the cut that had happened. Rather he did not even feel the pain from that cut. But that might be the adrenaline which was coursing through his system which had started pumping in full force once he had heard that he had a son and he was born without his knowledge.

Rhonda was sitting back in her seat with both her hands in her lap and she was absolutely still, trying to look cool, calm and collected but the red flush and the pink tint on her cheeks and her throat and neck was the sign of the inner agitation that she was facing which made him feel that there was a cauldron of worry and anxiety in her which was bubbling up and that could make her explode at any point. But she was not the creature who was prone to exploding, as far as Oberon knew her.

Oberon checked the wound to appea