17

Nadine threw the phone to the side, anger in her eyes. She was so angry, her blood was boiling. Grey had brought her a video of Tristan hugging Alana. While she fell and was taken to the hospital, Tristan went back and wrapped his hands around her.

“Why didn't he come with me?” She growled.

“Probably sensing you are fake.” Grey teased and she glared at him.

“He will regret this, leaving me and staying with that bitch.” She hissed bracing herself.

Grey took his cigarette out and then a lighter which made Nadine’s eyes pop.

“You are not about to smoke, are you?” She raised her brows with an irritated smirk.

“Yes.” He gave her a look confirming his intention.

“You can't smoke in a hospital room, dude!” She squeaked.

“I have to feel something, are you down for sex cause that's the only thing that would stop me from smoking right now.” He looked at her seriously, and she chuckled.

“Really?” She raised her eyes, before shaking her head incredulously.

Grey nodded.

“Go out and smok