Chapter 125

The mention of Dion always made Thabo feel incompetent. It wasn’t always like this for Thabo until, of course, he found himself entangled with same woman Dion wanted.

“Honestly, I don’t have time for this.” Thabo turned to walk back into his living room—leaving Mpumi still at the balcony. And he turned back to her, to question her, “Why did you walk away from his call? Isn’t that what you want? Him?”

“Is that why you disappeared?”

“You took my car!”

“Call a taxi!” Mpumi could easily tell that Thabo was trying to push the blame onto her and she was not having it. “You have taxi numbers in your phone! But no. You had to vanish.”

She continued to reprimand him, “Here you are, in some fancy hotel, topless and flirting with a staff. And a whole glass of wine in your hand. You had not only your mom and dad worried, but Sam too and a whole lot of your oth