Chapter 20

　　Louisa's POV 　　"Why are you here?" Lucas frowned and asked Darren. "This is my family business. Stay out of it." 　　My ex-husband looked pale and miserable. 　　But other than that, he looked perfectly unhurt. 　　Fuck, that bitch Jessica lied to me! 　　"Good evening, Mr. Farrow. I'm here because Miss Torrington has asked me to accompany her," Darren replied. 　　Lucas clenched his fists. I could see veins popping up on his forehead. 　　He grabbed the IV pole from Mrs. Farrow's hands, broke it into two halves, and threw it on the ground in front of Darren. 　　"Take my mother back to the patient room," he said to the medical staff. 　　They said yes and immediately swarmed forward to restrain Mrs. Farrow. 　　Mrs. Farrow protested violently and went totally hysterical. 　　"I'm not sick! That bitch is a witch! She's trying to kill me with her dark magic! Hang her! Burn her to death!" 　　Lucas ignored her mother and grabbed my arm with pressed anger. 　　"Why are you with him?" He asked in his signature