Jennie Wilson POV

Vincent released me abruptly and started walking towards his car, not even turning even once to look at me.

I whimpered as he drove off harshly from the yard and I stumbled down, my legs giving me off and I cried out loud hiding my face.

Was I of no value in front of his eyes?

Whatever I did for him, he just nullified it in few words. I was just a punching bag for him throwing his past tantrums at me.

I was so sick with everything that happened in a span of just a few hours. He was finally letting me go but then why...