August didn't drive Lisa home. Instead, he took her to the beach, the place where they had first made love.
After parking, he got out, walked around, and opened Lisa's door, grabbing her hand and pulling her out forcefully.
Lisa frowned, puzzled. "What are you doing?"
August's voice was cold and sharp. He hated how she was warm and eager with him when she needed something but turned distant the moment another man came into the picture. "Why did you refuse the friendly match? Don't tell you're tired."
His stern expression shocked Lisa.
He looked furious, his body tense and defensive.
"What you did was an insult to me! Do you think I can't beat Daniel?"
"No, I didn't mean to insult you... Daniel isn't good at pool. Why would I think you couldn't beat him?"
Lisa stared in disbelief at
