Chapter 61: Plotting against her

Her expression amused Marcus who quite enjoyed teasing her He had seen pictures of the carnage she unleashed at the club tonight, so he knew she had a temper. Seeing her holding it in amused him greatly. Elena on the other hand was tired. She felt that she should leave now before he says one more thing and makes her explode. Schooling her features, Elena pushed her plate aside and surged to her feet. She had to get out of this room, away from his overpowering presence before he demolished what little composure she had left with another unthinkable comment. "I have something...I need to do," she bit out in clipped tones, refusing to meet Marcus's heavy-lidded stare. She turned on her heel and strode briskly toward the exit, shoulders rigid. Elena held her breath, half expecting Marcus to call out one last parting taunt; but thankfully the room remained silent behind her. As the hospital door fell shut with a hollow thud, Elena exhaled a shuddering breath and came face-to-face