"Are you just asking for trouble?" Damon bellowed, grabbing Ariel by the throat. His eyes were full of murderous intent
Ariel was practically lifted off the ground, gasping for air
But he quickly tossed Ariel aside and came to check on me.
I was pretty lucky. Just a couple of droplets of the acid hit my left cheek, but the pain was hard to ignore.
Damon quickly grabbed a towel and gently dabbed my cheek.
"Let's get you to the hospital," Damon decided, glancing at Ariel before dialing Cooper to keep an eye on her.
Ariel's eyes had no ounce of regret, just the satisfaction of revenge.
Damon called a couple of servants to watch over Ariel before we headed to the hospital.
After some tests and treatment, the doctor said I was fine. Worst case scenario, I might have a couple of tiny scars on my cheek, but you'd have to squint to see them.
After taking my medicine, I just conked out on the hospital bed.
