Bab 515: JUST LIKE I WANTED

ARIANNE POV

Azar stood there, staring at me with a warm smile on his face while I just continued to glare at him. "You know," he started as he removed the stick I had thrown at him, "Most wives usually greet their husbands with a kiss when they haven't seen each other for quite some time. But that's not exactly the case is it? Because in yours you should be going down on your knees and pleading for forgiveness?" Azar snarled at me.

As I stood there, staring at Azar a surge of anger coursed through my veins. I had been looking for an outlet to release my pent-up frustrations, and it seemed like fate had brought him to me at the perfect moment.

"You fucking bastard!" I cursed at him, "How dare you show up here?"

Azar looked around with a smile. "Oh right, your pet." He said nodding at the tombstone, "I never did apologize for did I?"