Chapter 13

"If it isn't the bastard of a son in my fiancé's room," Holland said as his voice held anger and threat while he clapped his hands like he had just uncovered some eminent mystery. The sound of his claps increased the more he took more steps into the room until he was finally in front of Simon and I. Suddenly, I didn't see any of those prominent facial features that I saw on his face anymore, as the only thing that I could pick from his face was disgust. "Lovely," he said in a chuckle as he kept on clapping his hands. I was confused and didn't know what was happening, and the look on Holland's face was only making me more confused. I turned to look at Simon to see whether he at least understood what was going on, but his expression wasn't giving out much detail. "So this is what you plan to do, isn't it?" Holland said with a sarcastic laugh, but Simon didn't reply. I could tell that the silent treatment he was getting from Simon was only fuelling his anger. "Answer me!" He yelled as I f