Since his childhood sweetheart came back, we had always gone out with three people, whether it was watching a movie or going out to eat.
He always said that Addison had no friends, so taking her would be more company.
The two concert tickets he threw at me were not just two.
I sneered coldly, picked up the two tickets, tore them up indifferently and threw them in his face.
“Darren, take your childhood sweetheart. I won’t accompany you anymore!”
I stood up and prepared to leave, but he grabbed my hand tightly and pulled me into his arms.
“Penelope, what are you doing? Addison… I just treat her as my sister, why do you have to be jealous?”
I broke free from his hand and slapped him in the face with my backhand.
His pupils dilated in surprise. He didn’t expect that I would actually hit him for the first time.
He looked down at me, his eyes were fierce. He grabbed my wrist and spit on my face. “Penelope, without your father’s discipline, have you grown up? You even learned domestic violence.”
“Don’t mention my father to me! You don’t deserve it!”
I was furious, my face flushed. Darren, the indirect murderer, killed my father and now he dared to mention him.