Chapter 80 That Bastard

• Moments after Waylen’s departure, I was still shaking. A hot shower didn’t help. That man was infuriating. He had a lot of nerves talking about dates and how I needed to listen.
• Bastard. Who raised that arrogant asshole? It couldn’t be Jack Parker. Jack was a better man than Waylen would ever be. I even had to sweep the mess he created on my floor.
• Ugh. I hated him. Landlord? Landlord, my ass. Now he cared where I had been? He didn’t call for a week! Maybe he didn’t care at all, and I was delusional. He only wanted to be sure I wasn’t fucking another man, distributing the ‘pussy’ he loved so much.