Adrian's POV:

I clenched my fists so tight I thought I might break my knuckles.

But deep down, I knew I was the one who pushed Emma away.

Thinking about this, I had no choice but to hold my temper.

"Why haven't you made breakfast yet? It's already late," I snapped.

"Adrian, you're such a jerk! Not only did you spend the night at my girlfriend's place, but now you're treating her like a maid!" Nathan roared.

"We're ...