Elena's POV
The voice didn't sound like comfort; it sounded like suppressed b********y struggling through his rage.
"I took care of her because she was sick... she won't last long. I just wanted to..."
"Huh."
His arrogance made me laugh.
He could lie so easily, so calmly.
I countered coldly, "No feelings? Then why spend millions on a mountain of roses? Why watch meteor showers with her? Why travel the world romantically?"
He was silent.
I closed my eyes. I was too tired to argue anymore.
"Fine, I believe you. You're just having pure, platonic intercourse."
"Hey, can you let go now?"
My voice was icy cold. "Please stay out of my life."
He flinched, stung by my words.
His voice was husky and dangerous, "How long are you going to keep throwing this fit? I told you, I don't agree
