chapter 84

"If I tell you now, where is the fun in it?"

Jason watched Scar with a stern gaze as he moved closer to me.

He spun around with his back pressed on the table.

Scar narrowed his eyes, with a smirk.

He grabbed Jason's chin, tilting his head to the side.

"Such a fine face, it will be a shame to ruin it because of your stubbornness."

He pressed on the sore close to his lips and Jason's eyes reddened with pain but he refused to show it.

He didn't want to give Scar any more reason to gloat in his sorrow.

Scar took his hands and then placed a balm on it.

"This should help with the pain." He said.

He pushed his hands into his pocket before he strode out of the room.

Jason stared at the palm of his hands with confusion.

Didn't Scar want him dead, he thought?

After applying the balm to his wound he felt incredibly tired and hungry so he decided to sleep.

He hoped when he woke up, it was all a nightmare.

Jason felt a hand and shook his body slightly.

He flickered his eyes open to see a lady wit

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