Clara struggled weakly against his grip, glaring up at him. "When I needed you most, you were tangled up with your fiancée. When I was desperate—when I couldn't even borrow five thousand dollars—you blocked my number. Now you suddenly have time to lecture me? At least Anthony never crossed the line with me. Yes, he covered my medical bills, but I signed an IOU—it's a loan, not some favor!"
Her voice trembled as fury and hurt twisted tighter in her chest. Before she could stop herself, she balled her fists and hammered at James's chest, as if each strike could purge the injustice of these past days.
To her shock, he didn't resist. He let her unleash her rage, the corner of his mouth curving in amusement. Only when her arms grew heavy did he caught her wrists. "Jealous?"
"Jealous of what,
