Chapter 269. Man of the Dark

He could have died tonight.

In that slim moment, he could have died.

He could have been yanked away from the life he could have with this phenomenal woman in his arms all because he was playing the hero for a bitch that wouldn't think twice before hurting her own blood.

His stupidity could have put her in a lot more pain than the one the bitch had inflicted on her.

He was not ashamed when his lone tear fell on her neck.

“Maxwell” Reyona called his name in a heartbreaking voice. “What happened? Are you crying? What happened back there? They wouldn't tell us.”

He sniffled and said, “I am so sorry.”

“For what?” Reyona said as she leaned back and looked at his face.

“For being stupid,” he said tersely and leaned down to sweep her off her feet.

He gingerly carried her to bed while she kept looking at him with a questioning look.

“Just give me some minutes, okay?” he said to her, and she nodded before he stepped out