On A Date

Natali was waiting for her father in the car. She kept on wondering why her father was still inside the house.

Few minutes later, Martins walked out of Kelvin's house with hasty steps. Natali saw her father's hand was bent and his face looked pale. "Father, what happened to your hand?"

"Let's go to the hospital, Drive!" Martins said coldly. He ignored Natali's question and ordered the driver. Natali didn't dare to ask again. She quickly opened the door and helped her father to get into the car.

After their car drove off, Natali couldn't help but felt curious in her heart. She wanted to know what happened.

"Father, who bent your hand like this?" Natali asked. Without asking, she actually knew who did it. But she wanted to hear from her father. After all, she shouldn't just assume. She wanted to know if Kelvin was really that cruel.

"Kelvin." Martins replied, gritting his teeth.

As Natali guessed, Kelvin did this to her father. Could it be that Kelvin broke her father's hand in exchange