LOVER MONSTER!
57. Disceptation.

"Demian, why are you here? Didn't you promise you'd only come if I was in my room? You shouldn't have come when I wasn't there-"

"Jessica," Demian insisted once again. "You haven't answered my question."

"What questions?" Jessica replied Demian's words were no less firm. Jessica has nothing more important to talk about now than the fact that Demian broke her promise. "You know my question is more important, right?"

"Jessica, did you just talk to Jake Allendale on the phone?" demian's patience was at the tip of the nail.

It's enough he heard Jake's bullshit today. Demian didn't want that bastard to make his words the truth. Demian doesn't want Jessica to be in touch with Jake, not one bit.

"Jake..." Jessica was confused for a moment. "Why is it important?"

"Of course it's important!"

"Why are you yelling at me?" demian's big voice surprised Jessica. Shouldn't it be Jessica who's upset here because that guy broke his promise? Why is he the one who ended up being yelled at?

Jessica looked at Demian like the man came from a different planet. He was so strange and incomprehensible. "Oh, oh, oh.., I should be the one getting angry here! Why are you the one who scolded me? What have I done?"

It's really unclear. Is it because of the hot weather that Demian's brain is melting? Whatever, it's Jessica doesn't want to know. He chose to leave Demian and decided to take a bath. He needed to cool his head before he contracted madness.

"Jessica..," Demian catches Jessica's wrist. He jerked the little wrist so as not to pass from before him. Her strong grip made Jessica grimace fiercely. "I'm not done talking yet" Demian said, this time so tight in Jessica's ears.

"Geez, what else do you want to talk about, huh?" Jessica just spontaneously pushed Demian's chest away from his presence. But thanks for the big difference. The impulse did not make Demian shift a single inch.

"I asked you, but you didn't answer me. You're asking something else? What is this like that you can call talking? To speak, you should have answered me first, geez! You can't find me and expect me to obey you!"

Jessica doesn't understand. Why is Jake so important? Is it because of Angela again? Don't tell me Demian also shares the same point of view as Angela!

"Because your question is not important! Why should I care about the stupid rules you make?" Demian's running out of patience. "It's just an ordinary room, there's nothing in it that's valuable that makes you need to worry about my being inside!"

"..."

"Do you think I'm gonna steal something? Look, Jessica.., not a single thing in this room interests me! I don't care about those stupid promises you make!"

Jessica wails. Demian's huge voice not only shocked him, but left him at a loss for words. Like an arrow stuck in his chest, he felt a sting running through it.

There was not a single thing that interested Demian in this room, and in Jessica's mind, Demian's speech was also included in her existence. If only Demian did not care, let alone him.

Swallowing the saliva, Jessica tried to dampen the painful strong pounding on her chest. He-half-dead-holds so that his voice does not crack there. Half dead hid his wound.

"So that's it, huh? Nothing in this room means anything to you?"

"A hundred percent!" Demian's anger shrank slightly as Jessica's pair of emerald irises stared at her sharply. Damn it, he made a mistake...

"If there is nothing meaningful to you in this room, if I am not important at all, you should not interfere with anything that happens in my life! Want me to talk to Jake on the phone, date him, or even sleep with him, it's none of your business at all!"

"What did you say?!"

"You heard what I said!"

"Jessica," Demian growled. His pair of dark irises were getting sharper stabbing. "You can't go near Jake!"

"It's not a matter of who regulates who, is it?" Demian looked at Jessica with a look of disdain. "You want to get close to him!"

"..."

"What's? What do you like about him? Is it because he's rich? Is that why you-"

Plakkkp!

Jessica's hands hung in the air, her palms flushed hot from the powerful slap she had already laid on Demian's face.

At that moment, the anger that rumbled on Jessica's chest could no longer be suppressed. Her tears were shed without being prevented.

Staring at Demian with hatred, Jessica gave the man one last warning. "Get out of here and never come back."

"Jess..." It's Demian's entire rage. Jessica's slap just now not only hurt her physique, but also made her aware of the nothing she had been accusing Jessica of.

Jessica - of many women - is the last person she should be accused of targeting the estate of Jake Allendale. Demian knew Jessica very well not to point the finger at her...

Demian should know Jessica very well...

"Jessica, I'm sorry." Demian gulped in bitterness as the pair of emeralds stared at him hatefully.

Oh my God, what has he done? How could she make Jessica shed tears?

Goddamn it, you're Demian, damned!

"If you don't go, I'll call Ethan and Elliot to kick you out of here." Jessica's voice was flat and unemotional. However, his pair of teary eyes was enough to show just how powerfully impactful Demian's sharp speech just now was.

"Jessica, please.., I made a mistake, you can hit me, I won't blame you. I'm sorry, Jessica." Please, don't throw me out of here.

Jessica took a deep breath before bracing herself to face Demian. "You can't insult someone and get forgiveness, Demian. You're a disgusting man. If you really think I'm approaching Jake to go after the money, then you're free to think so. But.., don't ever expect me to forgive you again."

"..."

"I hate you, Demian, and I say this with earnestness. Now, get away from this insignificant room and never come back!"

Realizing that his pleas for mercy would not be enough to melt the heart of Jessica he had already wounded with his tongue, Demian accepted the defeat with bitterness on the tongue. He pulled back from Jessica and got out of there.

Demian already had no words she could say to beg Jessica for forgiveness. The girl was already so hurt and that was a reasonableness.

The one who is wrong here is Demian.

"What did I say?" Demian lamented his fate when he landed on the lip of the alley. Just then, as he was about to leave the narrow alley, Demian's eyes met a pair of gray irises that shone in shock.

Someone, a few meters not far from where Demian was standing right now, was staring at Demian like he was staring at a ghost. That person, damn it, is Elliot Winchester.

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