For the past month, if not for being swamped with endless affairs and busy cleaning up a series of troublesome messes, he might have already lost control and rushed off to find her.
At this moment, however, a thought unbiddenly surfaced in his mind: Is she with Gavin right now?
As soon as the idea emerged, it spread like wildfire through his heart, igniting an uncontrollable jealousy.
Anger surged like a violent tide, breaking through the dam of his rationality. He abruptly raised his foot and kicked the chair beside him with all his strength.
The chair toppled over with a loud crash, the sharp sound echoing through the silent room.
Gone was his usual composure and cold demeanor; now, he resembled nothing more than a jealous husband, consumed by suspicion and rage.
The memory of that
