I clenched my fists and turned to Blaze in annoyance. However, he casually extended his hand to get me out of the car. I refused and did so without his help.
When we arrived at the apartment, a pleasant smell welcomed us. But my emotions were running high. I couldn't let him keep trying to control my life. Everyone knew we were divorced, and I wanted to keep it that way.
"Why did you do that? Who else knows about this?" I protested irritably.
"Sit down. You're hungry. That's why you're angry." He sat down casually on the dining chair. "I asked the chef to heat this dish before we arrived."
"Do you realize what you're doing? If my family finds out, and the public, they'll insult me even more than they already have," I explained.
"I only told James and Kyle because they often interact w
