She moved closer to him with her arms folded underneath her burst.
"Correct me if I heard wrong but did you just say that I'm supposed to be your woman? Really Tom?" she asked, fighting back the urge to let out a loud and mocking laugh.
"Since when did I make any arrangements with me? I don't remember ever promising to marry you or be with you in any way Tom. For as long as I can remember, I've hated your guts very much and I'd never, in my right state of mind, tell you that I'll marry a good for nothing piece of shit like you," she snapped at him.
"Also Tom, let this be a very clear and stern warning for you. The next time you dare to threaten my man, in my presence, with that stupid mouth of yours, I will not be this calm and patient with you," she warned with her index finger pointed at him.
Thomas quickly grabbed on to her index finger that she had pointed at him.
