Damian Fairchild was vicious—so vicious that Seraphina Quinn couldn't help but feel a surge of terror.
Fortunately, Seth Thorne returned with Genevieve Fairchild just then.
There was a knock at the door, followed by Seth Thorne's voice. "Mr. Fairchild, we're back."
Right after Seth Thorne spoke, Genevieve Fairchild's young, boyish voice followed. "Dad, please open the door."
It was because of them that Damian Fairchild finally straightened up, reining himself in.
After putting some distance between them, he smoothed down Seraphina Quinn's skirt, which he had pushed up earlier.
Her face was pale, and her eyes were rimmed with red.
Damian Fairchild pulled out a tissue and tossed it at her face. "Wipe your tears. Get a grip, and don't let our son see you like this."
With that, Damian Fairchild walked out of the kitchen.
As he shut the door behind him, Seraphina Quinn slowly slid to the floor, her back against the sink.
