Chapter nineteen

After the incidents they been through, gladly they alive. Irish held her head that covered with bandage as she back to her conscious and suddenly scream remembering what the last time happened. Della immediately walked towards her after hearing her.

"Kyria mou (My lord) are you okay?" Della asked and Irish gave her a forehead knotted.

"Where am I?"

"We're here at Alex's house," she answered.

Irish's eyes start looking around the room and it was just the size of her old room than her room in the mansion. The house is not that huge because Alex is only renting for the meantime of his living. He is only alone after all and the house is already enough for him. He's only with his mother every time the vacation is coming. It's either her mother came along or he will go in their province.

"Where are they?" Irish looked at the window and it's already dark outside.

"They are going to meet thee mou's (my lord's) friend to ask for help."

"Maggie?" she asked again remembering that the last thing