He stopped the car in front of my home and I narrowed my brows bemusedly as I thought that he would take me to his mansion to punish me.
Why did he bring me here? I wondered, confused.
As I opened my mouth to ask, he ordered sternly, "get out of the car," without looking at me. He is glaring straight, his brows pulled together, his lips are tightened and the vein in the middle of his forehead is popped out.
Oh, God! He is so fucking angry.
I slowly placed my hand on his shoulder, staring at him. "I,"
"Just get the fuck out of the car." He shrieked, making me flinch, and he threw away my hand, frowning at me.
"No, I won't step out of the car until you talk to me," I said stubbornly and his looks became darker.
"Fine." He hastily opened the door of the car, stepped out of it, stormed towards the door of my side, opened the door, and took me out by grasping my hand.
"Ethan, I know,"
"I don't want to listen to a single word from your mouth." He again shut me up, pointing his finger at me and staring at me dangerously.
"Now go straight to your home," he ordered, moving his finger from me to my home. I just stared at him pleadingly. "I said now." He growled, and I winced.
My heart is aching after seeing him in so much anger. I'm feeling so guilty because it's all my fault. I shouldn't have lied to him. I want to pacify him. But how will I do it, he isn't letting me speak a single word even?
Oh, God! Please, help me and show me the way.
"Fine, I'm going. You stay here." He rushed to the driving seat.
"Ethan, please, don't go like this. You can punish me." I tried to stop him by holding his hand, pleading.
But he removed my hand furiously and sat inside the car. I became hysterical and started crying. "Please, don't leave me like this. I'm sorry. Ethan, please forgive me." I begged, hitting the window. But he drove the car away from me, paying no heed to my plead.
Now it's hurting me. I didn't think that my small lie would hurt us so much.
I stepped into the home, sobbing and scolding myself. Tears are streaming down my cheeks continuously. I'm in the pool of guilt because I hurt him so much.
Master's P.O.V.
How could she lie to me? I got so worried for her when she did that drama. She played with my emotions. This time she has made me very very angry.
Suddenly I applied the brake and the car screeched to a halt. I grabbed the steering and as I closed my eyes, her tearful face came in front of my eyes.
Fuck! I can't see tears in her eyes.
She hurt me by lying to me but it doesn't mean I'll also do the same thing. I can't hurt her like this, she deserves my anger but she doesn't deserve tears.
I should go back to her. I can't make her cry. She is my Butterfly. I can't hurt her.
But I have to do something so that she won't lie to me again. If today I forgive her so easily, she will again do this.
Butterfly's P.O.V.
I can't stay here, he is so angry with me. I can't sit idle, I have to go back to him.
I stood up from the bed, wiped my tears and rushed out of the room after picking up my car's key from the table.
"Where are you going, Anna?" Eve asked me as she saw me, opening the door.
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