Chapter 90

MICHIGAN

I looked at Armando with pain in my eyes. My heart felt like it was demarcated apart from each other.

So he used me as a toy and now he wants to tell me that I mean nothing to him.

I feel so disappointed and shattered.

"Armando, I feel terrible. So you have been slashing me all these while and yet you love another woman?"

"I didn't force that, remember?"

"Even after all the promises you made to me in bed."

"Hmm," Armando chuckles, "Look, you should know by now that a man who has sugar in his mouth can be carried away by the sweetness."

Really? What exactly am I doing here? I feel so horrible. Maybe I shouldn't have come here or rather created a scene.

I adjusted my handbag on my shoulder and walked out on him. He tried to get hold of me but I shrugged my wrist off his grip.

He held my dress, drawing me back and closer to him. I stared at him, he tried bringing his lips closer to mine and I gave him a sharp slap.

"What do you take me for? The one you can just have fu