EIGHTY TWO

CHAPTER EIGHTY TWO

“Do you think that maybe you are overreacting a bit? You said you saw her with her ex and then you punched him in the face and walked out?” Liam asked.

Jackson was back and had gone straight to Liam’s apartment.

It was obvious that he was boiling in anger and wanted to let out some steam so Liam had insisted that they head off to the gym so he could punch some bags and so they could talk about what had happened with his trip.

“Overreacting? Have you not listened to everything I have been saying, Liam. She was laughing and having fun with her ex when she should have been…”

“She should have been what? Pining after you? Waiting by the window for when you deem it fit to come back for her? What exactly do you think she should have been doing while you took your sweet time”

“Not laughing with her ex; anything else but that” Jackson responded darkly, punching the bag in front of him as he envisioned Ethan’s face.

The guy had been lucky that he wasn’t on his turf and he had