Just moments ago, as he stood frozen at the entrance of the restaurant, watching the intense, intimate gaze shared between the two of them.
It felt like his entire world was starting to crumble into dust.
It was like they had created their own little bubble, their own private universe, where in her eyes, only Garrett Vincent existed.
And he, Jeffrey, was completely shut out, totally isolated from that space, like he didn't even matter.
"Too bad she won't love you," Jeffrey said coldly, his gaze like ice as he fixed it on Garrett.
"Not now, perhaps," Garrett replied casually, completely unfazed. "But how can you be so sure she won't fall for me in the future?"
He leaned back slightly. "By the way, Jeffrey, what gives you the right to even say that? You and Rachel have broken up, haven't you?"
Jeffrey's expression darkened instantly, a storm gathering in his eyes.
