Chapter 51Clock tickling away in the far side of the room. Patricia stirred, still soundly asleep. Her hands searched for him. Her eyes shut opened, alarmed. She sat upright, pulling the duvet up, Patricia glanced at the wall clock. It was still two am. Where could he be? She speculated, stepping a feet out of the bed to check on him. As though on cue, he sighed alerting Patricia of his presence. Trailing the direction of the voice, Patricia followed till it led her directly to the couch. A figure sprawled on the couch with a pillow beneath him. Patricia stared at him. Her hands moved gently over his cheeks, caressing him softly. His eyes shut opened at her touch. The coldness that met her gaze paralysed her heart. "Hi.." Patricia muttered cooly. "I didn't see you on the bed so I was wondering where you were but then I caught you. What happened? Why are you here and not on the bed?" Daniel's mind flicked back to the details he received. Patricia was Melissa's murderer daughter. B

Chapter 53Abort? Patricia's ears itched as she drew closer. Her eyes glittered brightly. Definitely, something was wrong with Daniel. Patricia concluded with certainty. Hot tears flowed freely and silently down her cheeks as she gazed at him. His heart shattered at Patricia's tears. He had not meant to sound harsh but the action of his brutality couldn't be revoke at that point. It was too late. The twinge of regret further fueled his guilt. Swallowing back the lump in his throat, Daniel tried reaching out to Patricia. His last vow felt like an empty promise as he gazed into Patricia's face, watching helplessly as she sobbed."Look, I didn't mean to say that. I mean, I am glad that you are pregnant for me." Hell! Was he glad? Granting Graham's wish felt like a huge feat but here he was thinking of aborting. What in hell name propelled him to blurt out such outrageous statement? There knowledge of Patricia's betrayal. The knowledge of Patricia's identity. That was the force behind h

Chapter 55Daniel unconsciously gasped. His heart palpitated as anger took control of his mortality. Fury blazed from his eyes, with his fist clenched. Fuck the bastard! He needed to put an end to this insanity! The motherfucker perturbing their peace needed to be caught and heavily charged for assault and infringement of privacy. "I need more details," Daniel coldly urged. His eyes scanned the garage for any suspicious movement and intruder. Satisfied with the result, his gaze drifted back to Mark, who remained stoic in his postured. "The bastard this time sent a bitch I had a fling with." Mark admitted, his pride wounded. His gaze fixed on Daniel, he knew his thought. Obviously, the 'I told you to cut off with this loose women, see where it landed you' expression was what he expected to see, but he was wrong. "The lady had access to my home."This wasn't a time to cast blame, but a time to conjure a solution and ways to reprehend the bastard responsible for harassing and more. "I a