Chapter 59

Logan's POV

My hands were covered with blood. The blood was a mixture of Mr Hart's blood and mine. I was shaking violently as I hit the oak tree non-stop.

Some stranger rescued Renae? Who could it be? That old hag, he surely knows something. It isn't over, I would surely get the truth out of him.

Suddenly, a hand seized my arm as I aimed at the oak tree again.

Turning around, I beheld about four guards. They were my father's men.

"Let me go!" I yelled, trying to free myself but I knew it was of no use.

They grabbed me and I cooperated as they bundled me down to my chambers.

They pulled me in and bowed before taking their leave.

"Bastards! What a mocking bow!" I yelled after them.

"Get me some water," I commanded coldly.

A few minutes later, my guards brought a bowl of water down to me. I washed off my bloody hands and wiped them dry.

Earlier, it seemed that my father caught on that I was responsible for Renae's pregnancy. He must have figured it out because of my outburst.

Fuck! I sh