The response from Nicole was Jose Floyd aiming a cold gun barrel right at her...
The temperature around Jose Floyd suddenly dropped, and Nicole felt a chill coming towards her.
There was not a trace of warmth in Jose Floyd's eyes or on his face. He glanced at Nicole's face and sneered, "You're overthinking it."
Nicole let out a soft "Hm," her voice calm and collected, "That's good, otherwise the outcome between us might have been even worse!"
"You were just my outlet for five years! After using you for so long, it became a bit of a habit, that's all! Love you—are you worthy?!"
"..."
Nicole was silent for a while, glancing at Jose Floyd, "Then step aside and give me back my gun!"
Jose Floyd leaned in, covering her body, their faces almost touching—a truly... ambiguous position!
Jose Floyd swept his cold gaze over Nicole, just about to speak when the phone in the car suddenly rang.
