Chapter 67. Blood

“Where the heck are you going?!” Hector asked him, annoyed.

He even tried to block his way.

It was as if he was trying to stop him from coming after Leila.

“Hector…” Myrtle’s voice was trying to stop Hector from being so rude at him.

Then, she looked at them with pure concern.

Hector gritted his teeth – as if he was just trying to contain himself.

Well, he was, either.

He was trying to contain the various emotions that kept on swirling up his entire system.

But Hunter was as stubborn as a mule. He ignored him as he walked past their parents – who were still looking blankly, as if they were trying to process everything.

“I will get back… And when I do, I want some answers…” He stated – using his coldest and most dangerous tone of voice.

Hector’s forehead creased.

“You can’t-”

But their father, Hudson, simply raised his right hand in the air – as if stopping the both of them.

And then, he looked at him serio