137. Jason

Lucia could swear those words hit Jason right in his stomach. He tried to gasped for air. He looked extremely agitated, his bottom lips being savaged by his teeth, and his fist clenched as if he was ready to punch someone. 

A little stab of guilt pierced him, as he recalled the last words he ever said to Kitty. His last words to her was much heavy-handed and ruthless, and for the past two months he had being reminding her at every sight about their divorce.

Still he hoped in his heart, that she never drifted, he never ones imagine her being with someone else other than himself. He was burning inside out, beads of sweats formed all over. As soon as he felt his feet, he took two steps forward but was held back by a force, when he looked behind, it was Lucia, pulling him back.

"There is no reason to do this, and especially not here. Let them be." She advised him, but to Jason she was doing it for her own benefits. He h