Chapter 162

CLARA

Damien suddenly walked into the room with a sigh of frustration and utter anger. His eyes were filled with hate, and I could feel the sting of his gaze.

"Go to your room, Benjamin."

He said this to our son with his laser-sharp gaze solely focused on me.

"Father, is everything alright?"

I felt the fear in Benjamin's voice as he sought to calm his father; his innocent voice could not melt the hot temper of Damien.

"Just go, son; Mom and I have a lot to discuss."

Just as he saw his attempt fail, Benjamin walked out in sadness. He left just me and an angry Damien in the room.

"What do you want with me, Damien?" I asked, "You could not even defend me in front of all those people."

"Do you know what you almost cost me out there?"

I could feel the anger grow in his tone as he spoke; he wanted to understand the full extent of how much I hurt him.

I decided to play smart and acted as if I were not even afraid of him, though his fist held so tight that it sent chills down my spine.

"What