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“I did,” Terrence answered, then shed that cocky little smirk.
To Brendon, it was like watching a twisted lover’s spat, and it made his blood boil. “Christina! What the hell?” he snapped. “I’m standing right here, and you’re busy flirting with another guy? Am I invisible to you or what?”
“Honestly? No,” Christina replied with an innocent blink. “I never asked you to stick around. If it’s too much for you, maybe turn…”
At this point, Christina was convinced these two men were somewhat insane. One was a narcissist with a godplex, and the other was borderline obsessive.
Thinking back on her past marriage to Brendon, Christina saw it for what it was—a full-blown embarrassment, the biggest stain of her life.
At Christina’s words, Terrence let out augh, his mood visibly lifted. He’d been right. Brendon couldn’tpete with him. Christina’s disdain was way too obvious.
Christina red at Terrence, annoyed by hisughter. But to Brendon, it just looked like more of the same flirty back-and-forth.
Fuming, Brendon asked, “Christina, are you sure you won’t reconsider what I proposed?”
“Hell sure,” Christina said without hesitation.
Her firm answer and their flirting pushed Brendon over the edge. He huffed, “Fine! Don’te running to me when it all blows up in your face!”
“I’ll never regret it,” Christina replied, her voice calm and collected.
Brendon’s hands shook slightly with rage, his eyes flicking from Christina to Terrence. And the more he looked at the smug expression on Terrence’s face, the more furious he got.
“Don’t get cocky!” Brendon growled. “She’s got plenty of guys chasing after her. You’re just another one in line—not a damn bit better than my position.”
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“So what? At least I’m still in the game—not a has-been like you,” Terrence shot back with a smirk.
“Whatever. If you’re into leftovers, she’s all yours,” Brendon snapped, then turned on his heel and walked off, sulking.<fn1e83> Find the newest release on f?ndnovel</fn1e83>
As soon as Brendon was gone, Terrence turned to Christina. “So, what did he propose? Asking to get back together or something?”
“None of your business.” Christina shot him a sideways nce and turned to leave.
“How is it not my business?” Terrence blocked her path, stopping her from leaving. His voice dropped, and his stare turned cold. “You’re my woman. Tell me something—just how many guys are circling around you out there, huh?”
Christina slowly raised her head. Her eyes locked on his, cool and cutting, like she was sizing up a threat. Then, without a word, she lifted her hand and held up one finger.
Terrence’s face lit up. “Just one? That’s not too many. I can beat that. I can definitely win you over.”
“No, no, no.” Christina shook her head and extended one more finger.
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