Dumb Guy

Damon’s POV

Jared still didn't answer my question. He was more focused on driving, but I could tell he was sick of hearing me ramble on like this. But who cares?

The car is running at a moderate speed, and the streets this afternoon seem very crowded smoothly. We will be heading home now. I don't know where Mr. Clarke took Addison, either back to Addison's or the man's house. I was curious as to what they were going to do.

I let out a rough breath. How could I even think about that? After all, it's Addison and her boyfriend's business. Wherever they go or what they want to do is none of my business. However, the problem is that I still can't accept that they are lovers. I didn't. I haven't received that fact yet. I can't let Mr. Clarke get Addison.

"Do I not deserve Addison at all?" I tried to speak again after Jared ignored my words.

"Yes. Suppose you look at what you've done to Miss Rundolph over the past two years. I don't think you deserve Miss Rundolph."

I paused at Jared's reply