RUNNING AWAY FROM MY BETROTHED

CHAPTER 117. ANOTHER BLAME

I tense! If there is one thing I wouldn't want, it is for these two to see eye to eye. It cause the chaos of the century. And this moron just had to show up here! It looks that is exactly what he wants. To get on Damian’s bad side because he saw his the other day. But I hope he does not provoke that doom.

"I will call you back, Damian," I mumble, opting to end the call before he can get a slight wind of what is happening here.

But lack seems to have run out of me. "It's that jerk, right? Is it him?" He groans with rage.

Ooh, God! Please don't let this impending chaos happen; I beg you!

"I will take care of this, love. Don't worry."

"You know I can't fucking do that, Ellie!" After the reverberating pudgy tone of his , comes a loud bang that makes me pull the phone from my ear to avoid being by it.

I presume he smashed his phone on his desk with anger, making me pull the phone my ear and drop it on the table.

There is fire in the mountains! A catastrophe is beckoning, and that too is so near. All to this rotten son of a nobody! May thunder strike him"Leave us!" I order this , who is drinking in the hypothesis of the impending commotion with so much .

She swivels around after smirking at me and swings her bum outside, banging the behind her.

I turn to this moron. "What the fuck do you think you are doing here, you son of a ?" I fume, fury steering me to where he is standing at a lightning speed.

His composure is raw. He is not even ashamed of trespassing this much. "I came to on you, babe because I am not a nitwit to buy that conjured charade that you are love with someone else."

Damn, this suffocating whiff of alcohol leaking from his dirty mouth! He is drunk. Is alcohol that messed up his brain this much to end up here, or was he indeed this?

"I see that you didn't just lose your job; you lost your memory and your senses too.

And if your sanity is still intact, then you are the most despicable mannerless moron this earth has ever produced, Leo Theodore." I fire, and he smirks, locking the between us, but I take a step back, creating some space between us.

It is a few minutes past twelve, and he is this drunk? He must have lost the purpose of too. Or just being as useless as he has always been. A total disgust of a jerk!

"What gave you the audacity to show your face to me after all that you did? Why the are you here, Leo?" I add.

He tries to steady himself straight, boring his eyes into mine. I let him see the anger in . The detest. The loathing. I hope he sees just how much he disgusts me right . Maybe then he will stop doing this.

"Seriously, Ellie? All you care about is just you. You are not going to ask how I am ? Or what happened to me?"

If only Damian didn’t know that this dog was here, I would be cracking my ribs at his . Like, what was that again? Ask how he is doing. What the fuck do I care? Why fuck would I even care? What effect does it have on me, whether he is wandering around the world like a vagabond or if he is dead? Seriously? If sympathy is he is looking for, this just isn't the right place to look for it. At least not from me.

I am actually getting a kick from seeing him like this. Karma is a bitch, you know!

And what goes around usually comes around. He didn’t care for me one bit; I would care for a decayed dog than him.

"Whatever happened to you is none of my fucking business. For the last time, what?"

He grabs my hand, pulling me to him. I tense up as he glares at me, and now I see it. in his eyes. "It is your fucking fault that I am like this, Ellie! All this is your fault!" He roars between his teeth, his eyes turning red with anger.

Again, is this my fault? He cheated on me and pinned the blame on me. And he pops my life again, and what is happening to him automatically becomes my fault?

What am I to him? A savior to bear all his crimes? Give me a break!

I gaze up at him and unleash all the contentment and anger that I can puke. "If that is , then I am so damn happy, Leo! It gives me so much joy and satisfaction to see you in this misery. You deserve it, and even much more." As he falls into a of confusion, I grab the chance to yank my hand away from him and take a step .

Damn! My wrist hurts.

"You and that whore, Nelly, deserve to live in misery, so don't wine just yet, because is just starting to catch up with you. Oh, how is she, by the way? Wasn't her enough? She was better than me, right? You wrapped that so confidently around face. So how come you look like a dying useless dog that does not have a purpose this life, huh?" I add.

"That is all over. I am here for you now. I can take you wherever you want.” He takes step closer, and I take one back. "That is what you wanted, right? You pleaded with to take you away, even after you found me in bed with her. I can do that, Ellie!”