His head turned furiously, and he raised his hand to land her a slap, but the loud whispers of the people present stopped him mid-way.

‘ Don't, don't Mason, if you hit her now, you might be arrested for abuse, and you'd be convincing everyone that you're a cheater ‘

He said in his mind, shutting his eyes tight and inhaling a deep breath before looking back at her.

‘ But who fuck owns it? Tamara? Priscilia?’

He blinked his eyes multiple times, trying to brush the thought off his mind and defend himself before the humiliating tag of a ‘cheater’ was instilled on him.

“Isn't this yours?”

“How the...