Chapter 267 - A Token Of Thanks (1/2)

A frown marred her forehead when her eyes landed on his darkened expressions. She couldn't help but become curious about the content of the text. She badly wanted to steal a look at his phone's screen to see what could make his mood take a sudden 180° shift, but she continued to hold herself back. If it was something that he could share with her, he would do it on his own.

”Stella?” She heard him call her name softly after staying quiet for a while, to which she hummed in response.

”How was it?” He spoke up after putting his phone down, his words making her confused as to what he was referring to. ”I mean your time with your parents. How did it go?” He explained his words to her when he didn't get a response from her.

”Umm… it went fine I guess.” She answered him, shifting slightly in his lap. ”It actually felt good to be there with them after all this time.” She added, the corners of her lips turning up ever so slightly.

”Who else was with you there?” He questioned her as he wrapped his arms tighter around her waist. His words were like a death sentence to her which rang through her ears again and again.

”What do you mean?” Taking in a deep breath, she managed to speak with her trembling lips. She could feel her palms which were resting over his hands, beginning to sweat.

”I will ask you one more time, sweetheart. Answer me honestly. Who else was there with you?” Adam took a deep breath and questioned her again. He was trying his best to keep himself as calm as possible. It wasn't her, he was angered by, but rather the sender of the texts. His one hand moved from her waist and found its way up to her chin. Hooking his index finger under it, he lifted her face up, making her look into his gray orbs.

Gazing into his eyes which were looking back at her intently, she couldn't stop herself from hugging him. ”I… I am sorry.” She muttered softly as she buried her face in the crook of his neck.

”And why exactly are you sorry for?” He spoke above her head, questioning her. Even though he knew the answer to his question, he still wanted to hear it from her.

”I actually went to meet Carston Williamson.” She answered him and began to narrate the whole thing to him, starting from the moment she had run into him in the shop the other day.

Twenty minutes later, after explaining the entire situation to him, she fell quiet and patiently waited for him to say something. Silence took over the entire room as she waited for his reply. She could feel his grip around her waist tightening up as the second's hand of the metallic analog clock ticked by.

”Why did you do it? Why did you lie to me?” He spoke up after what seemed like an eternity to Stella.

”I-I… I just wanted to know more about my parent's death.” She managed to answer him, her hands still holding on to his shirt.

”You could have asked me, and I would have found it out for you. But no, you have a thing for putting yourself in danger.” He scoffed.