"Who else could it be? That bastard with the surname Hale, that son of a bitch."

Emilia tossed her phone on the table and said to me in a drunken slur:

"Let me tell you, Sammy, all men are beasts who think with their lower half. Bastards, not one of them has a heart. That's true for you, Jared, and it's true for Mickey and Ben."

I snorted and echoed:

"How can the three of them be the same? Ben slept with you the first time he met you, while Jared, I chased him for over Seven years, married him for three, and he doesn't even dare to touch my...