Zoe's POV...
"f**k" I whispered to myself.
Jack was standing in the living, the bouquet in his hand almost crushed, nostrils flaring, his eyes met mine and I froze. A cold chill went down my spine. I have never seen someone this angry. Never.
He clenched his jaw, "J-jack" I spoke softly walking to him. His expressions soften a little but he was really angry. His eyes moved down my body, then up and met my eyes again.
"I sent you a dress, my love" He spoke suppression his anger. I stood there petrified. I don't know what to answer. I have really dumped a lot of guys and insulted them but jack, the aura around him was tensed.
I composed myself and walked to him.
"Yes, and I received it." I replied. A smirk flashed across his face, as if je was challenged. I c****d my eyebrow.
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