Chapter 90. Scolding

Tristan's POV

Cris sat down, nervous as she should be. I don't know the last time I had been this way with her. I doubt there was anything that she did wrong when she was younger to make me unleash my wrath on her. Her posture was straight, she looked at me expectantly. Her eyes carried that sadness in them.

"Who gave you the right to tell Maggie about our doctor and personal things?" I asked.

"No one." she looked at the desk in front of her.

"How much did you tell her?" I asked. She shook her head, trying to think, her lips parting as she still kept her eyes glued to the desk. "I asked you a f^cking question!" I roared at her, and she jumped in the chair.

"Um, e-everything," She finally looked at me.

"Everything as in what?" I hissed, pressing further