Chapter Sixty Four
"I am off to see my father. Is he home at the moment?" She announced as she tried to leave the table. The pain she felt getting up was as equal as to when she sat or walked. Oh, she hoped the man would not notice.
"I can't tell if he's back or not, but I'm guessing he's back in his suite because he had left with Markus. Since he is here, I am sure your father is back too." Matilda answered.
"Let me get you an ointment before you go. It has been a long time since you used an ointment. The fight must have been intense." Her nanny went to one of the cabinets and pulled out the first aid box.
"I will do it myself." She quickly grabbed it from her hands and walked towards her bedroom.
This was getting awkward. She could not possibly stay here, could she?
Her father would see she was not actually sick. Her nanny would start asking questions and she did not know how long this pain would last.
