EIGHT

DEVON'S POV

I laughed coldly. "You amuse me with your pretense, Karen. Fine then, I'll leave you since you are not in the mood. So now tell me, 'What do they need this time around?'"

I was very sure that she is planning something, which was why she prepared those dishes. The first betrayal is not enough; now she wants another. I looked at her petite figure that was shaking visibly as she tried to say something.

"Devon... I... I didn't do anything. I don't know what you are saying. Why did you believe that I ever betrayed you?" She said between sobs.

"I don't even want to look at you now. Just get lost, get out of here." I shouted at her. I made for my room to get my car keys and headed downstairs.

"Where are you going?" she asked when she saw me going downstairs.

"To go and see one of my women, of course," I replied nonchalantly.

"You can't do this, Devon. We are engaged now. You aren't supposed to see other women. That's what you promised me be