As soon as the door clicked shut, the living room was left with only the two of them.
Alexander gave Phoebe a cold look and patted the spot beside him.
"Come here."
"What... what do you want?" Phoebe said, her guard up.
Was he really going to do something here, in her house? He was just too infuriating. She didn't pick up his calls, and yet here he was, showing up at her doorstep.
Boyfriend? He looked more like the Big Bad Wolf waiting to devour Little Red Riding Hood.
"Phoebe, you'd better come here before I lose my temper," Alexander said, glaring at her with increasing impatience.
He couldn't understand why she was acting this way today. His patience, which had been stretched thin with her, was starting to wear out. He could tolerate her occasional tantrums, but not when she c
