come for daddy!

His anger was scary.

“Cristela... What is it?."

“Nothing." I said looking up and smiling.

“You're lying to me."

“You scare me when you get angry... Not just me, you scare everyone."

“I scare you?." He asked, his voice a low whisper, he looked wounded.

I opened my mouth to say something but I insisted on staying quiet.

He looked around and picked up my handbag.

“We're going home." He said quietly.

We drove to his house in awkward silence, he was still angry and his brows were drawn. He was deep in thoughts and I just couldn't go close to him.

The words he said to Mr Mason came back to me... Something about a grudge and then graves.

Is that what was eating him up?.

"I'm going to work in my study." He said immediately we got home.

I went to the kitchen, the cook was no where to be found.

I guess he only needed her in the mornings because he could cook, perfectly.

I fixed myself some pasta with tomato sauce and cheese.

When I was done eating, he was still in his study.

I glanced at the c