Chapter 55 His Anger

• He carried me in the car as if I was going to run away and made me sit over his lap, wrapping his hands around my waist. He took my shivering hands in his and pressed over his lips, kissing me a few times, but he failed to calm my terrified soul.
• “My Snowflake, look here.” He held my chin up to face him. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I closed my eyes, not wanting to look at him anymore.
• “How many times I have to tell you, don’t shed those precious pearls? It makes me weak.” The desperation in his voice broke out. A long-suppressed sob, making my condition worse. He hugged my trembling figure, roaming his hands through my hair.