Chapter 126. Lost Cause

Ayana’s POV

He swipes the screen, and another one displays, and he keeps swiping and similar photos keep showing, until he is satisfied. Or perhaps, until he miserably fails to get the kind of reaction that he expected from me.

“So, this is how cheap and low your unjustified insecurities have rendered you? You have been keeping tabs on me? Really, Robby?” I shoot in a faint glow.

“I am glad that I did. Because now I am certain you are blurring everything I have done for you all because of this bastard! You thought you were hiding in that kiosk and that your sins would never leave that disgusting pit you call your workplace? Well, sorry to disappoint you!” He grumbles in anger and frustration.

“Your case is just hopeless. I am not going to argue with you. I am so tired of this already, and”

“So fucking am I!” he roars, slamming the phone on the floor. I leap back, staying a safe distance from his wrath. The pieces of his phone scatter on the floor