“Let go of me,” Jasmine choked as she pleaded with Damon.
“I said die,” he yelled in response, his face marred with rage.
Larry walked into the house and was shocked to see the scene. He quickly pulled Damon away from Jasmine. She fell to the floor, her hand around her neck as she coughed and tried to catch her breath.
“Let's go of me!" Damon yelled at Larry.
His gaze settled on Jasmine, who was still on the floor, and he stormed out of the house.
Larry turned to help Jasmine up; she shrugged her arm away as he touched her.
“I'm fine; I greatly appreciate your help.” She managed to say that and went to have a seat.
Larry let out a soft sigh and sat down too. “Is this how he treats you? Is that the man you call a husband?”
“Knock it off, Larry. My marriage is none of your business,”
