"........" he called her brother again?
Since she was here sitting with him, how in the world would Oliver come?
She wanted to pull her hair out of frustration. Why could the god-like man not worry so much about her? If he came to know that she was still lying to him, then he would punch her the way he had punched the ruffians. She was going to suffer a lot.
"That is not needed. . he would not be in the inn anyway." she said with an over dramatic sigh as she leaned on the bed and held the pillow in her arms as if she was too worried.
She stealthily looked at the man whose brows had furrowed and raised higher in confusion.
"When my brother came to tell me that you wanted to meet me, he looked too upset." she said in a lost voice as if she was in pain while studying the change in his reactions closely, "he said that he was going to take a long stroll in the alley as he is not feeling good."
"........"
