Christine’s POV.
I pushed my way into his office, cursing beneath my breath. I wasn't impressed with the new attitude.
“What do you want?” Kelvin asked, not lifting his gaze away from the files before him.
“You're not replying to texts or picking up your calls; I came to ask you why,” I asked, swallowing hard before placing myself on the seat before him.
“I've been busy; you can see I'm at work, can you?” He asked, still not having a single strand of respect for me.
“Busy with my sister? Selene? For real?” I asked out of the blue.
“And why is that a problem?”
“Why is that? Do you even care about me?” I snapped; a giggle essed its way through his lips, pissing me off the most.
“We talked about this, Becca; I don't love you; we agreed for it to be s*x only, and I'm getting married to
