Gerald was not only panicked but was fuming in anger when he entered Malvadogar. He felt like ripping someone apart and wailing until his heart became empty of any pain and guilt.
As he walked on the path of Malvadogar, nobody dared to stop him to ask the reason for his state, nor anyone dared to greet him.
His face was set in rigid lines with flared nostrils. His eyes were swollen after all the crying, but they were bloodshot only because of the inferno of rage that was creating havoc inside him.
He wished he was there with Isabella. He regretted not paying attention to the life of the two most important people in his life. How could he be so ignorant? He didn't understand.
He was so immersed in his own issues and was steadfast in achieving the goal that he forgot that he was responsible towards these two people who had no one else but him as their family and support.
