Episode 323

Even so, Greg remained composed. "I'm just playing around…"

"Playing around?" Quincy's face paled further. "Maybe I should play around with other men, too!"

Greg glowered. "That's out of line. You just hit me but I did nothing. Did you think you could just slap a man like that?"

Quincy dropped to crouch just then, and she began to bawl hysterically.

She was out of line?

Pain, anguish and spite was overwhelming her—she wanted nothing less than to pick up a knife and shank Greg right then!

On the other hand, Greg's patience was already gone.

Moreover, Quincy looked horrid when she was in his face, and now that she was sobbing, he watched her while feeling no sympathy, but just cool disgust instead.

Having no mood to coax her and knowing that it would not go well anyway, Greg simply let reality sink into her. "Still crying at your age? Aren't you worried Ian would see you like this when he comes home? Also, you don't have to worry—I still want you and this family. I'll be back wh