#Chapter35

Playing With Fire-02

“You’re probably right. I’ll just regret it.” I don’t bother looking at him. My tears finally fall on my face, and I wipe them before I can gather the things. I look back at him still half-naked, and now he’s not looking at me. “I should go and thanks for the rejection of the century. I’m leaving tomorrow. I should have just go to the bar and have a few drinks.”

He curses, and his voice echoes in the entire penthouse, startling me. “You’re not going to drink, Abby.”

I can see the pain in his eyes.

Pain in his eyes, my ass!

“What money can’t...