CHAPTER TWELVE

NATHAN'S POV

On a normal day, I would have been indifferent to situations like this. It wasn't going to be the first time women were fighting each other on my account, but this was Peggy! Janet had humiliated Peggy in the worst way possible, and I wasn't going to be having any of it. I was still shocked and couldn't find it in me to say a word or make a move.

Carter and Mila were already angrily chastising Janet who seemed to be comfortably eating her food, which only seemed to aggravate my anger the more. Justin had immediately offered Peggy a handkerchief to help clean the mess as much as it could, and I know I sounds pretty to be worried about such gestures at such a wrong time, but I couldn't help it. His continuous obsession for Peggy hadn't died a bit even after the tangible time she had spent away. That almost sounded hypocritical, as mine hadn't also died a bit. But in my defense, I wasn't in love with Peggy. I just wanted non stop access to her body until I eventu