Ezra's POV
"What is he saying?"
"His Lord slept with him? Even though ethan has come back still?"
People started murmuring, and I could hear exactly what they were talking about.
Ethan stood up in rage.
"How dare you throw tea on my face, bitch!"
"And how dare you call me a bitch?" I slapped him—hard.
As I did, he bent to one side, his hand flying up to touch his cheek. When he finally looked at me, I could see the imprint of my fingers on his skin.
"You're just a slut, nothing more than that. You must be seducing Calix to sleep with you. What else can you even do?"
He was about to slap me after saying that, but I grabbed his wrist and slapped him again, harder, sending him falling back onto the chair.
"You're calling me a slut? Then what are you, huh? You had an affair with Calix's younger brother—you cheated on him! And now you're calling me a slut?"
I hadn't wanted to say that. But if he was going to run his mouth, then why should I hold back? I'd speak the truth too.
