The next day, Roxy blinked her eyes so many times until she lost count. She believed that something was wrong with her eyesight and wanted to ensure that her eyes didn't trick her.
No matter how numerous she batted her eyelids, she still could see the fresh bruised marks on Declan's face and the dried traces of blood on the corners of his lips.
What happened? Didn't the guy look fine last night? Why was her fiancé's face suddenly covered with wounds as if someone had beaten him hard?
Roxy glanced at Ezzo accusingly while probing if there were any scars on the young man's body. But she found nothing. There were no cuts or bruises on her sadistic childhood friend.
Did… Declan lost??
Of course, Declan would lose because he had never fought in his life. On the other hand, Ezzo had been trained since childhood and was very good at combat, and she knew this because Ezzo was the one who taught her to defend herself.
"You did this?"
