Knox's eyes followed the cute girl as she closed the door, disappearing from his sight. He turned to Astraea, his expression clouded with anger. "How jealous must you have been to ruin the gift given to him for his recovery? I have met my fair share of terrible women in my life, but you, congratulations, you have managed to outdo them all," He spat out, his voice barely containing the fury that simmered within him. "You don't even deserve a slap from me. I am afraid your despicable nature would taint my hands."
Leandre's mindless infatuation with this woman merely because she bore the golden half-wing annoyed Knox. He tossed the broken shards into the dustbin, called for the cleaning staff to clear up the oil spill on the floor, and wordlessly walked out of the room.
