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Clyde has been controlling his temper so well that he could not take it until he decided to walk out. God knows how much force he needed just to stop himself from doing something that he would regret right then.

But will I really regret it when it satisfies me? Because that man has been consistently annoying, and he already has a long list of reasons why I need to punch him.

"He knows," Yvette uttered.

Clyde couldn’t grasp the idea of what to say that wouldn’t sound mean because there was only one thing on his mind, which is murder. He wanted to punch the idiot’s face. He’s already a punching bag in his mind because it really irks him to think about Blake hitting on Yvette while he’s just on the other table.

And bold of him to assume that Yvette is single, huh? That he could score a date with her? Well, he just did, Clyde. But at least my wife didn’t personally come with him. She brought her friend and the squad.

Still, in the back of his mind, Clyde is a bit mad that Yvette celebrate