Yasmin curled into a ball on the bed, covering her mouth to suppress her sob. She was trembling. What she saw in his eyes was terrifying.
So much anger and hatred…
He didn't seem like the Declan she knew. He had been cold and indifferent since the beginning. But the look she had witnessed tonight was completely different. He appeared to be menacing, a demon right from hell, ready to kill anyone in his path.
Why did he get so angry? Was there any problem in his office?
She then recalled seeing a broken whiskey bottle. She had not seen him drink at home since she moved into this house after their marriage. This led her to believe he was upset about something at work.
'He will calm down tomorrow,' she thought and considered talking to him in the morning.
