"I'm f*****g talking to you, Lisa!" Alex stopped me by grabbing my hand.
I glared at him. "Don't touch me! Leave me the hell alone!"
"Where were you last night?" He asked angrily.
I glared hard at him. "Why is that your business? Stop meddling in my business. You said it yourself, you don't want to have anything to do with me, so why are you disturbed about where I went?"
He was fuming, and I wasn't going to back down. He wants to argue, and I was ready for that. When I walked in, the first thing he did was ask me where I slept last night.
He was acting like a jealous husband. It's all fake. He doesn't care at all. All he cares about is himself, and that's all. I snatched my hand out of his hold.
"Don't ever stop me to ask such stupid questions ever again," I said and went to m
