Chương 114: Pathetically surreal.

Arwen was leaving when someone grabbed her hand from behind. Just the touch made her frown, and as she turned, her expression turned colder when she saw it was Ryan. 

"What do you want?" she asked, pulling her hand free from his hold. 

Seeing her shrug off his touch like it was the most unpleasant thing on the Earth, made Ryan's jaw tighten. But at that moment, he forced himself to keep his composure. Tucking his hand into his pocket, he replied, "Arwen, we need to talk." 

"We have nothing to talk about, Ryan. I made this clear already, didn't I?" her voice came steady and firm.

Ryan's fist clenched inside his pocket, and Arwen saw his jaws tick. But even seeing him losing his control like that, Arwen remained completely unfazed. 

"I think that's where you are wrong," Ryan gritted out. "We have a lot to talk about. Like where have you been staying if not at Quinn Villa?"