My Crippled Ex-Husband Is An Emperor

Heartbreak

The shattering of glass behind made him flinch. He turned to see a very pale Darell, mirroring the same shock on his face.

“Darell…” he drawled out and she swallowed thickly. “What… what is this?”

“I told you not to touch anything!” She snapped at him, pushing past him to shut the door. Her heavy breathing was the only evidence of her inner panic. Probably her pale face.

But this woman looked like she was one he offended, not the other way round and it riled him up.

“What do you mean by that? You have drawings of me all over your room amd the best you could say is that I was supposed to stay put?!” The anger in his tone caused her fragile body to tremble.

She'd never heard such an angry tone from Ragi. It was proof enough that she'd messed up.

“I can explain…” she bit her lip to keep from saying further. There was nothing to explain in this situation.

Her actions were clear as day . Unjustifiable. She couldn't say she was thinking of him so she drew him. How would she explain the