Jemmica was crying while the man who saved her earlier was walking back and forth in front of her. There was one on the other side of the garden, far from the place where she saw her husband with another girl.
“Alaia, he didn’t deserve your tears so, stop crying. He is not worth it. I am ashamed that he is my brother. How dare he did that? He is a married man for f*ck sake!” the man exclaimed.
She wiped her tears with her palms. “I-I can't help it.”
“D*mn that *sshole! I already warned him to stop messing with you but the bastard didn’t listen,” he added, fuming in anger.
She knew that he might do something wrong so, she need to calm him down. She didn’t want to see them fight because of her. Even if she was in pain, she needs to be patient and push away her emotions. She stood up and
