“CAN’T YOU feel that I don’t like you, Troy?” Isla frowned as she glared at the man who was giving the flowers and chocolates.
She’s been ignoring him since that day, yet he keeps on catching her attention.
“Hey, the jerky Troy Angelo, don’t wait until my cousin knocked your soul out of your body,” Becca asserted, pissed off.
Troy Angelo let out a devilish chuckle. “That old man is no much to me—”
“Arrogant. Don’t act braver, Angelo. You are nothing but a piece of shit,” Becca reacted, making the man clench his fist.
It’s their vacant time, and they are sitting in the garden when Troy approaches them.
“They’re not married yet. So, I have the chance,” Troy uttered, making Becca burst into laughter.
“Oh, come on, dickhead. There are so many women there. Why does it have to be the person who already has a family and wants a peaceful life?”
Becca stood up, but Isla held her and pulled her down.
Troy gives the flowers and chocolates to his companion, who’s just merely smirking at them.
Isla sighed. “Can you just stop this? I am not interested. I love Zero and my daughter—I have a daughter. I’m building my own family. Isn’t that enough reason for you to stay away from me?” She can’t hold it anymore. Troy is pushing her to her limits. Even though Zero told her that she just let him, she has a short temper.
Troy smiled and sat beside her, but Becca stood up and pushed Isla to the side as she sat at the center.
Troy looked at Becca, wearing his icy eyes.
“What the hell are you doing?” Troy asked.
Becca smirked and crossed her arms in front of her chest. “I won’t let you get near my best friend again. If you wish, better have permission with Zero Cohen,” she said.
Isla shook her head and heaved a deep sigh.
“You heard me the other day, Troy. I’m out of your league. You better find someone else,” Isla said.
However, Troy just formed a sly smirk on his lips.
Becca arched her brow. “What are you doing now? Go away!” she exclaimed, making Troy get irritated.
“There’s no harm in trying. Besides, you are not yet married—”
“Are you this hardheaded? Zero will never give up on her. So, back off, dude. Back off. You’re an eyesore!” Becca let out in disgust as she pushed Troy away from the bench.
Troy’s companion let out a disturbing chuckle, making Troy hit him in the chest.
“I’ll get back, Isla—”
“No!” Becca reacted.
Troy’s forehead creased. “Why are you keep on meddling? Can’t Isla talk?” Anger can be visible in the man’s voice.
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