Seventy one

SEVENTY ONE

"Hey man, chill. At least I was the one who called you here." John sprunt up his feet and nervously chuckled, putting his two hands up above his head in surrender.

He immediately felt at peace and stopped the attack.

He was really angered few seconds ago thinking the one who had told him to be here was also the one playing the lovey-dovey with his Marianne... Yes, his Marianne. She's no one else's but his.

But he had better thank his luck that he hadn't pounce on him like a predator would do to his prey because if that's to be done, he's more than ninety nine percent sure he was going to spend the rest of this year at an hospital.

"Take a seat." John offered, slumping back on his seat.

Marianne pushed herself away from the wall and shook her head.

"No, John. You can't just get things done right behind my back and then give him a pleasant welcome. I don't want him here, I just don't."she said, looking away when she almost met Xander's eyes.

"Well, he's not here as per tha