Married to the Devil's Son novel Chapter 156

Chapter 156 - 33

Heaven was preparing to go to bed after leaving Gina and Zarin to fight alone. There was so much she wanted to say to Zarin, but it felt like he wouldn't care or listen. Lately he had been disregarding her wishes and emotions, and she couldn't understand why. His behavior was hurting her feelings.

She was tired of being the one to try to make their friendship work. She was tired of running after him, and now she was tired of trying to make him listen to her. Not once had he taken her feelings into consideration.

But now more than being angry with him, she was worried for him. He had angered Zamiel, and she wasn't sure if Zamiel would stay quiet his time. Maybe she should go meet him again, beg him to forgive Zarin's reckless behavior.

Zamiel had warned her to not come to him, that he would send her to heaven next time she did, but she didn't believe his words. Besides, she had to do something to fix the mess Zarin created.

Going to the mirror, Heaven let her hair down to cover her neck, before teleporting herself to his home. Once she was in front of his old house, she picket up earth and grass from the ground and rubbing it on her skin. She wanted to get rid of her scent so she wouldn't add to his suffering.

Then carefully she stepped inside his home. Darkness filled the halls and rooms as usual. Heaven followed his scent. This time it was mixed with the scent of burning wood. When she came to his room, the first thing she noticed was the fire burning in the hearth and Zamiel sat next to it in an armchair. He seemed to rest, his face looked relaxed and his eyes were closed. But his condition seemed to worsen. He looked even more dead this time.

"I knew you would come." He spoke with his eyes still closed. "If you came to beg for your friend's life, don't bother. I have no desire to fight a boy."

Heaven stood there quietly, not knowing what to say. If she didn't have to beg for her friend's life, then there was nothing else to do here.

Slowly, Zamiel opened his eyes and stared into hers. His eyes did not reflect his body's weakness, he still looked at her with the same intensity.

"Do you remember what I told you last time?"

Heaven knew what he was referring to. "That you would send me to heaven if I came here."

"So you do remember?" He asked. "Then don't you value your life or do you have so much faith in me?"

"I have faith in my judgement of you." She said.

"And what is your judgment of me?"

"That you have a good judgment."

Zamiel tilted his head to one side and studied her closely. Heaven's heart raced as his gaze went up and down her body before it lingered on her neck. A smile made its way to his lips.

It took a moment for Heaven to realize that he was smiling at the fact that she rubbed mud and grass on her body.

"Don't worry. I have the urge under control.?? He assured her.

Heaven panicked. What did that mean? Did he not have feelings for her anymore? Did his hatred for witches prevail at the end??Heaven didn't want that. She did not want him to hate her, but she didn't want him to suffer either. Maybe this was for the best. If he fought the urge and their bond broke, he would be free from suffering.

But at the same time, Heaven thought his words didn't match his condition. He might have the urge under control for now because he was starving and weakening himself.

"You will kill yourself if you don't eat." She told him.

"If it were only that easy." He said.

"You have to eat." She said ignoring him. "Wait!"

Without waiting for his reply, she teleported back home. She snuck into the kitchen and stole a bread and a few fruits. _{freeweɓnovel.cѳm}