Chapter 55. Verbal Attack

Something ought to have hooked everyone’s breath back in their lungs because there is not even a slight sign that anyone is releasing a breath.

Eyes are glaring at Liam sternly. More than a stupor, it is mental rejection that all of them are bathing in. Their faces look so disconsolate, almost dimming this huge room. Each one of them is lost in disbelief for a moment.

“You did not just say that, son!” Liam’s father is the first one to recuperate from the stupor. I guess he is the toughest of them all. And he looks dead daring. His eyes are wide open, brimming with redness. A sign of fury and disbelief is etched in them.

“Yes, I did, father. If my wife cannot perform any of her fucking sworn duties, I do not see the reason for having a wife. She is better off gone!” Liam affirms, daring his father back. He does not seem any less furious than his father. He is actually worse. He looks terribly pissed off. He looks like a volcano, ready to rapture.