Chapter 12 Stupid Bet

I glanced sideways and saw Abigail looking surprised that my dates were leaving me behind. I smiled at her and she looked away shyly because I just caught her staring. I ordered for another bottle of wine and sat there alone, watching her have lunch with her date who kept ogling her, and I fought the urge to punch him hard in the face.
A wave of anger surged through me as I saw her laughing at his jokes and chatting with him. She's back to ignoring me and I hated her for it. All my life I've never gotten into a fight with a guy over a woman. But sitting here and watching as that prick flirts with her was bringing me so close to losing my sanity.
For fuck's sake, I've been with women far more beautiful than her and of course, they had good backgrounds and upbringings. But none of them had weakened my self-control or ignited my desires like she did last night. I’m supposed to despise her because of her for pretending to be a boring housewife whenever she was with me, But here I am instead watching her closely to make sure she doesn't go home with another man because I want her all to myself.