"Is there a problem with me being here? This is my wife's company." I smiled and crossed my arms, deliberately provoking Joshua, which made him seethe with rage.
"Samuel, why don't you just die already?" Joshua's eyes were icy, his hatred practically radiating from him.
"If it weren't for the other party specifically requesting you, do you really think Abigail would want to take you to this event?"
He stepped closer, his expression full of disdain. "She's only using you as a tool. You must have felt it by now: Abigail doesn't love you anymore. Why are you still clinging to her?"
I calmly regarded Joshua, whose fury was almost funny. He had completely transformed, like an angry little dog baring its teeth at me. Yet inside, I felt nothing but peace.
I wasn't jealous or angry; I just found him amusing. I looked him straight in the eye and couldn't help but laugh as I retorted, "Joshua, don't you ever get tired of wearing two faces?"
I could see the shift in his gaze. "What do you mean?"
His question elicited nothing but a cold smirk from me. "You jumping in front of me like this is no different from a clown performing.
"If you have the guts, make them specifically request you to accompany Abigail to the event."
My words hit Joshua hard. His face darkened, and he glared at me, gritting his teeth in fury.
"Samuel, in a relationship, it's the one who isn't loved who's the real third party!" With that, he turned and stormed off, not even glancing back.
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