Chapitre 50: Barrel For A Barrel

…Zoe POV…

I have never felt such extreme anger towards a single soul in my life before. To say that my heart is not raging with hatred would be a lie. All I feel towards Foster Rosario now is the desire to end his life.

Did I care about this man before? Or did I even fall in love with him?

If you ask me now, then I would say no. I feel betrayed, and god knows I feel hurt. The pain that he has inflicted on me is one that you can never forgive. How can you plan to walk into the home of a man with the intent of killing him? Can he even dare to say that he is doing this all for us?"

What us?

There is no such thing.

I hate the man.

Yet this man thinks that he can underestimate me; it only takes me but a snap of a second, and I have my wrist away from him. Not being able to resist, I only burst into laughter, "Do you truly think I am just a fucking pretty face?"