Lillian could only stare at the man's scowling face as she felt a storm coming her way. She tried her best not to cover in fear as Blake's eyes narrowed down at her frame.
He had one of his palms pressed against his forehead, covering his right eyebrow, while his other hand had already reached out to grab the newspaper that was sprawled next to him.
"I am so sorry…" She opted for the only other thing which she could since there was no way for her to make a run for her life with the tray occupying her legs. She apologized to him.
"I didn't mean to actually hurt you." She had no clue how severe the damage was, but she could tell it from his face alone that it was not so small.
She was too lost in lashing out on the man that she had thrown the first things that her hands found; the newspaper. Never in her life had she imagined things turning out so bad.
