บท 85: 85. Charlos Was Angry

"What do you mean?" Rissa's voice sounded like she was trying to calm herself.

Charlos couldn't take it anymore. He swerved, then stopped the car too unexpectedly onto the shoulder of the road. Luckily, the street was relatively quiet; there were no vehicles behind it.

Charlos's breath hitched from the anger welling up in his chest. "I know exactly what's on your mind. You expect me to tell you not to continue our relationship, do you?"

"I don't—"

"Come on, Rissa!" snapped Charlos. "You won't understand how I feel now."

Rissa had heavy breathing. She was holding back a sob. Even so, tears still filled her eyes. She blinked a few times. "How can you say that to me?"

"I'm jealous, Rissa! I'm jealous!" exclaimed Charlos, hitting the steering wheel.

"What for?! Satria and I do not have any relationship. You know that obviously." Rissa wiped her tears roughly.