"..… Why can't I see her?" — Theressa then asked.
"Because I don't want you to." — Looking down at the pathetic girl, mocking her being with a disgusted sneer, Paul replied. Annoyed about having to tell this much. — "As inept as you are… letting you near Marianne would be idiotic."
"…. at least let me know how she's doing… I'm worried…"
"… You dare ask that?" — Paul suddenly fumed at Theressa's request, offended by the meaning he gave it. — "There's nowhere in this world… where Marianne would be better!!"
*Bang!*
"Paul!!"
"Never Again… NEVER DARE IMPLY SHE'S NOT WELL WHILE BESIDE ME!!"
"…!!"
"Your death will come faster if you do!"
After kicking the centre table next to her, hitting her as well, Paul threatened her with enraged red in his eyes. Going to grab Theressa's face, dangerous in the sudden wrath, while fear strengthened in the girl.
"Leave my sight… And don't think of trying anything stupid!"
