Twenty-Five: It Was A Mistake.

“Absolutely not!”

Oscar dared to hold Mr Winters back and Ferdinand was faced with a glare as cold as his. He didn’t let go until he left Sofia and a chuckle left his lips—a jeering one.

“Who are you?” Ferdinand asked.

“That doesn’t matter but that is my wife and this is a caution not to treat her anyhow” Oscar gritted through his terth and a wave of shock went through the whole room, impaling both Damien and Emma’s face who had come across yesterday.

“Wife?” Emma faced Theresa, who in that moment didn’t think of anything better to do than to embrace her daughter. The tears streamed down her face as she cried into Sofia’s arms. “Oh my daughter!” She exclaimed to the sights of both Oscar and Ferdinand.

“You see what you’ve done!” Her father lashed out at her.

“Your mother has been a wreck for the past few week. How selfish could you have been to not return one single phone call—to leave us worrying about where you were and even if you were still alive!” Ferdinand said and it was then S