Chapter 13

With a brow raised, he studied her face for a while. Looking away, he blew out as he slid his fingers into his hair. He looked restless.

"Look, baby, I'm so sorry." Placing his left palm on her shoulder, he said. "I'm so f*ckin' sorry, my love. I didn't mean to raise my voice on my diamond. You know I'd never do that…"

"But you did!" Tears rolled down her eyes again. "You didn't wanna hear me out. You called me a bitch."

"What?!! A bitch?!" He was puzzled "Baby, did I say that to you?

She continued to sob and he quickly leaned closer, owning her. He wrapped his arms around her, gently pulling her head so that she rested on his chest.

Oh, my damned god! Did he say that to her? What was he thinking? He must have lost his damn mind to have called his princess a bitch! He can't even recall saying that. F*ck!!

She was trembling in his arms. Soothing her, he pressed kisses upon her forehead and noticed she winced.

"Baby? Are you okay?" His voice was laced with concern. "No, no, no, you ain't. Look at me. Baby, look at me."

Now she knows he's serious about this. He hates it when she seems to hide things from him.

"From the first glance at you tonight I've known you ain't feeling alright. I know there's something you are not telling me." He said, holding her tiny jaw in his hand. He was looking intensely at her. His eyes were searching hers. "Tell me what's going on."

Here we go!! She said in her head. He looked serious.

"Why do you keep wincing when I touch your forehead? Why haven't you taken off your scarf?" He studied her closely. "I'm all ears, tell me."

She couldn't stand how possessive he was so she tried to look away from him…

"Baby, don't you dare look away from me. I'm talking to you."

Listening to her silence for a while, he said, "What happened to your face? What happened?"

Lowering her gaze, she was quiet.

"Now look at me and tell me why the f*ck your forehead is lumped! Tell me!" His eyes were slightly fierce. He was damned concerned about her.

It surprised her that he knew her head was lumped. He must have been observing her all through.

"Take off the scarf." He instructed, wrapping one arm around her back and cupping her face in the other palm.

She lifted her watery green gaze upon him.

"I said take off the f*ckin' scarf now!"

Once she took it off his lip dropped and his brows furrowed. "What–the–hell!" He was shocked to see how big the lump was. It was so swollen and red. "Baby?? What in the hell happened to you? What happened?"

Tears rolled down her eyes but he was getting mad. "Who did that to you?!"

Oh, god. She didn't mean to get him mad. She…

"Baby?!!" He said angrily. "Why the hell were you hiding this from me?! Why?!"

She was feeling the strength of his fingers on her jaw as he spoke. He was upset and she was locked in his strong arm too.

"Jigyasa!! What the f*ck happened to you! Damnit!! Fuck!!" He trembled in rage, gritting his teeth. "You better tell me the f*ckin' son of a gun who did this to you!!"

His hand tightened on her jaw and she flushed red. Then he suddenly withdrew his hands and furiously slid his fingers in his hair, scattering it. Jigyasa flinched in fright, feeling empty as he took his hands off her.

Breathing heavily, he growled, "Now tell me who the heck did this to you!! I swear the fuck, I'm gonna rip him apart!! I swear!!"

She was too close to him and was afraid he might hurt her. The way his eyes were glowing red frightened her. "W…Weston…you have…to…to calm down…

"When did this shit happen?!!" He demanded fiercely and she shuddered. "Goddamnit! F*ckin' damnit! Jigyasa!!! Don't play dumb on me!! When the f*ck did this ha…" He railed off, his glare was fixed on her.

Twitching, she started sobbing, overwhelmed by his rage. Fear was glowing in her eyes and she'd jerked away from him. She was all sweaty.

"Baby?" His stern countenance softened and his voice was calm. He cursed under his breath. She was scared of him. She was f*ckin' scared! Resting his head on his palm, he heaved a long sigh, trying to cool off.

"Come here, diamond," He said softly, stretching his hand to hold her but she was alarmed and flinched again. He studied her for a while, exhaled, and said, "I…I just wanna hold you, my love. Am ain't gonna hurt you, okay? I would never do that to you. I would never hurt you on purpose, princess. I love you. It just drives me nuts to see you hurt."

"I care so much about you. You know I have your interest at heart, diamond. You know how much I don't joke with you. Then, why didn't you tell me about this? I can imagine how hurting this lump is to you. When did it happen?"

"On Thursday." She sniffled.

"Thursday?" He echoed her softly. "Oh, my God! Ever since then? It looks fresh and sore. This must hurt pretty badly, Diamond. How did this happen? Did you perhaps hit your head against something?" It looked pretty severe. He didn't think anyone could hit her like that. "Or…did someone hit you at work?"

"No, it wasn't at work." She was calm and weak. All she wanted was him. Just him. She just wanna snuggle against him.

He hesitated briefly and said, "Baby, tell me what happened. I'm all ears."

For reasons she didn't articulate, telling him that he was responsible for it was hard for her. It was too heavy to say. "You…you hit me."

Him?! Wait. What?!! He was surprised to hear that and he went dumb for a while. He was confused. He searched her eyes for jokes but no, she was f*ckin serious.