Caleb fixed me with a hard stare, sneering.
âYouâre in love with Debra.
Do you think killing me will win her over?â
Andrewâs POV:
Mockingly, I scoffed at Caleb, who was struggling before death, and admitted boldly, âOf course, I have fallen in love with Debra.
â
The moment I said this, Caleb clenched his fists and his face darkened.
Seeing him so furious and pained delighted my heart to no end.
Smiling, I continued, âIs there someone on earth who wouldnât want to be with such a beautiful and excellent woman like Debra? Only a fool like you would break her heart.
You are simply a pathetic idiot undeserving of her love.
â
âI might not deserve her love, but tell me, are you the one who deserves it?â
Caleb asked with a sneer.
Running my hand through my hair, I replied confidently, âOf course, I am.
Debra is better off with me than with anyone else.
In fact, she is going to be a hundred times happier with me than with you.
â
Lowering his head, Caleb shook his head and said, âI never planned to hurt Debra.
Everything was simply an accident.
â
His words irritated me to no end as they showed just how irresponsible he was.
Looking at him icily, I said, âThat accident could have been avoided if you werenât so incompetent.
How can you call yourself a man when you canât even protect your woman from harm?â
I thought that Caleb would break down and admit that he was incompetent, but instead, he burst into laughter and scoffed, âSo what? Regardless of my flaws, Iâm still the only man in Debraâs heart.
You are and will remain just a secret admirer.
In case you donât know, you simply do not have the qualifications to compete with me for her!â
Hearing Caleb speak so arrogantly made my blood boil and I couldnât help but grit my teeth in anger.
In other words, the truth in his words angered me greatly.
Clenching my fist, I raised it up and gathered all my strength, ready to land a heavy blow on him.
Then, just as my fist began its journey to him, a familiar voice suddenly shouted hysterically behind me, âNo!â
The voice belonged to no one but Debra.
Was she here? Wasnât she supposed to be in the living room? Why on earth was she here?
Damn! I couldnât let Debra witness me hurting her mate.
I had to stop myself if I wanted to preserve whatever progress I had made with her.
But then, it was simply too late to stop my fist.
At that moment, just as my fist was about to make contact with Calebâs shoulder, I realized that he was going to dodge it.
But then, though I couldnât say for certain if this was the case, he seemingly paused intentionally to allow me to hit his shoulder.
The bastard could have avoided my fist, but he chose not to.
Now, there was no stopping the inevitable.
My fist hit Calebâs shoulder with a heavy thud and he fell to the floor with a groan.
Next, I heard Debra cry out Calebâs name.