Abigail snapped her attention to the woman she recognized as Leen, the dancer whose pace had halted by Alex's uproar. She looked terrified when she turned toward him. “Veronica called me here.”
“I will tell her that you're not allowed inside.”
Abigail noted how his face darkened. Was this little thing really that fundamental to drag on about?
The woman named Leen sighed. “I will just go and...”
“You heard what I have said. Loud and clear. Don't make me repeat.” Alex said coldly.
Tears became apparent in her eyes. “Why must you be so cruel to me?”
He showed no emotion at all and his gaze remained cold, filled with hatred. “Because that's what you chose for me.”
Piercing Abigail with her furious eyes, she shook her head and ridiculed his words letting out a low chuckle. “You know what
