His Real Intention

Klay’s POV My butler handed me the towel after another round of boxing. I was sweating hard and panting while wiping my sweat. I had a fight with Kelly yesterday and the maid informed me this morning that Kelly skipped her breakfast. I’m pissed with what she’s been doing. I had to send Emily away just because she’s mad about her staying here. I understand that this is her father’s house but my mother was once married to her father. Last night, she just slapped me with the truth that she couldn’t accept me in this house. She loathes me to the bone that she couldn’t even stand living in the same house with me. That was understandable but still it…hurts me. “How is she?” I asked while unwrapping the boxing band around my fists. “She skipped lunch too, Sir.” I squeezed my eyes closed and clenched my jaws. What the fck? I understand that she’s angry and I definitely know how stubborn she is but I can’t believe she could put her baby’s life on the line just to get what she wants. I can’t bel