I clenched my fists and turned to Blaze in annoyance. However, he casually extended his hand to get me out of the car. I refused and did so without his help.

When we arrived at the apartment, a pleasant smell welcomed us. But my emotions were running high. I couldn't let him keep trying to control my life. Everyone knew we were divorced, and I wanted to keep it that way.

"Why did you do that? Who else knows about this?" I protested irritably.

"Sit down. You're hungry. ...