"Do you want to die? Let go of my hand this instant!!" I tried to remove my hand from his, saying "Let me go!" But Jaxon refused. He was heading towards his car, his grip on my hand tightening.
"Let me go! You dirty prick..." I muttered, struggling to break free, but his grip on my hand was so strong that my pale skin was already turning red.
"I said let go-"
He turned, looking at me with anger, "What are you doing, huh? Civil affairs? Have you reached the point that you want to marry whoever...have I hurt you so? Because I don't understand..."
I flipped my blonde hair with my free hand, rolling my eyes. "What's it to you? If I want to marry whoever it's my business not yours."
Jaxon's expression turned intense. "It's everything to me. I used to be your lover."
I sneered. "Ex-lover...besides, did you follow me? Wow...stalker much?"
