Chapter 68 Hope Of Hope

• Athena
• I walked out of the bakery, standing in front of him, my hands crossed over my chest and eyes examining him unable to fight off the judgement that flicked in them.
• His stare had moved at me since the moment I stepped out, and it didn't even take much effort to notice how restless he was; It was very confusing why this man working for my so-called man was this concerned for my safety when, in reality, he held no obligations towards me. Despite being reminded of it, he was unwilling for the most part to stop doing this unwanted favour for me, and his showing up here was a pitiful display of his disinclination to leave me alone.