Suddenly, I felt a pang in my heart, like unexpectedly being stabbed by something.

I pointed at the door and said coldly, “Get out!”

“Sophia, when did you develop this bad habit? Can’t you just let us talk things out?”

“Are you even talking things out nicely now?” I glared at him defiantly. “What right do you have to criticize me? Don't you have your fiancée? Shouldn't you be with her? How did you have time to come find me?”

“You’re drunk, and ...