"Why are you here?" asked Grey, completely unfriendly. His jaw hardened. Desperately holding the head of his hand from flying again into Noah's face which was still wounded in several places.
"I just wanted to see Athena, make sure she was okay."
Grey smiled sarcastically. "What are you trying to ascertain her condition for? You're supposed to care about that woman, right?" Grey asked sarcastically.
Noah was silent for a while, unable to answer. However, Noah finally nodded. "I should have. But, Athena is messed up because of me. I made her that way. Just now, I heard Athena almost got hit by a car—"
"And I saved her. She's fine now. So, my advice is that you leave immediately before she realizes your presence and becomes sad again, doing things beyond reason. Before I hit you again. If you do, I really can't help myself. I really hate jerks like you, Noah."
