"Fuck! What is wrong with me?" Lucas punched the steering wheel before him, furious at himself for losing his cool.
He acted like a fucking caveman just because he saw her with his friend. What had gotten into him? He had never been jealous before.
I never get jealous.
But he hated seeing her with him. He could not stop his blood from boiling with anger at the thought of another man touching her.
But he is not yours.
He had no right to act like a jealous husband since their marriage was only on paper. He did not do relationships, commitment, and all that shit.
"The only reason I agree to marry her is to protect and help her." He repeated loudly as he sat in his car, staring at the vacant lot before him. "I don't have a right to own her."
He did not marry her to fall in love and build a family. But why was he acting like a love-sick fool as he watched her ride his friend's car?