"How? How did you do it? How is it you she accepts and not me?"
Vincent heard Owen's question and sighed. He had no time for pities and even if he did, he won't waste it on Owen.
"Your question shouldn't be for me and if you think I threatened her into accepting, then you can go in and ask her," Vincent said in a dry voice and was about to take a step forward but suddenly an unexpected blow landed on his face.
He felt a quick pain for a moment but within that moment, Owen threw his fist towards him again and he blocked it with his arm and countered with a quick jab to the chest.
Owen stumbled backward on his knees in pain as he felt his heart stop and his breathing cease. He held his chest trying to suppress the pain he was feeling and started gasping for air.
