Chapter 94. Personally

Raymond’s POV

Blood trickled down from Arthur’s nose, but the person himself seemed to be unaware as he kept smiling like a mentally retarded man.

His smile was creepy, and it gave me the urge to give him another blow to his face.

“Painful, right?” He asked in a hoarse tone, then went ahead to lick the blood that dropped on his upper lips.

Knowing that he merely wanted to see me lose control, I inhaled deeply and forced myself to rein on my temper. Then, I sat back down.

“You are mistaken.” I began slowly, and he frowned in confusion.

“What are you talking about?”

I continued, “You are just a coward and a wimpy man, who did not dare to confess his feelings in fear of being labelled a pervert for wanting a woman who already has a mate. You never cared about her, you only cared about the fact that she became mine. Why didn’t you protect her then? You claimed you loved her, but she died right in front of you.”

Arthur glared at me,