Bennett’s eyes which were red from anger instantly disappeared, changing them with worry as he turned his attention back to his wife.

“Hazel,” He crouched down, holding her shoulder while scanning her carefully from top to bottom. “Are you ok?”

“Yes, I am fine. The dinner…” Hazel tried to stand to go back to the dining table for dinner when suddenly Bennett cut her off in a stern voice.

“We are not going to stay here for another minute,” He held Hazel’s hand and then turned to her father, Michael, “Thank you so much for your great hospitality towards my wife.” He said with gritted teeth with an unsaid threat...