Chapter 176
I was forcibly pulled back into Griffon’s arms, and my body hitting his chest felt like I had hit a wall. I was in so much pain from his
rough manhandling that I was about to cry.
Already, I was no match for his strength, and what he deemed “normal” in terms of handling was far too much for any human, let
alone a dying one.
Tears blurred my eyes as I looked at the man who had locked me
in his arms.
“What are you trying to do?”
“Why did you lie to me?”
After he asked this question, his eyes gradually turned scarlet around the edges as he looked at me, a snarl on his face.
I was more than confused. “What am I lying to you about?”
Griffon fisted my hair in his hand and grabbed the back of my head roughly, yanking my head backward so I was forced to look
up at him.
He pulled my body tightly to him, lowered his head, and stared
nto my eyes, his gaze searing practically to my very soul.
“You’ve known Jackson for many years but said you’ve just met him.”
I clenched my jaw. “You’ve lied to me repeatedly. Is it fun being lied to?”
His eyes were burning with rage, and I could tell he was furious.
A furious Griffon was a dangerous Griffon.
I was terrified of him when he was like this, and I wanted to say something to calm him down, but I didn’t know how to explain the
whole Jackson thing to him.
I’d lied and said that I had just met Jackson because I was afraid of revealing the past between Jackson and me.
I never expected Griffon to find out the truth so quickly, nor did I expect him to question me. I thought he wouldn’t pay too much
attention to anything related to me since he didn’t care about me anymore. He didn’t want to see me or have anything to do with
me, so why would he have looked into anything pertaining to my history with Jackson?
However, I’d underestimated Griffon. He’d been able to uncover whether Roman Starke and I had slept together or not, so
naturally, this matter could not be concealed from him.
Meanwhile, if Jackson discovered that I had leaked our past, he wouldn’t let me off so quickly.
I was in a losc-lose situation.
Compared to Jackson’s vicious methods, it was better to be misunderstood, suspected, and questioned by Griffon.
At least Griffon wouldn’t kick me in my chest and try to k ill me
again.