Vernon's eyes widened instantly when he saw long scabs covering her cheek. The wounds seemed to be a wound inflicted by a sharp nail and stretched from the edge of her lips to her earlobe.
"WHAT THE—!?" Vernon yelled out loud as he saw the scabs on Chloe's beautiful face. His blood rose up instantly, and he slammed the door open.
BAM!
Chloe had just finished putting the plate on the table when she heard the loud sound of the slammed door. Her eyes darted towards Vernon's room across the kitchen, and she froze instantly.
Vernon was too angry to notice the stunned expression that Chloe had made. He rushed to the dining table until he stood right across Chloe, with only the dining table separating them.
Vernon's gaze lingered on the scabs on Chloe's cheek, and he asked in a voice full of repressed rage;
"Who made that wound?"
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