The car stopped in front of the building where the girl lived. Jeremy stared straight ahead, gripping the steering wheel tightly. The rain poured heavily outside, but the atmosphere inside the car was far heavier.

The girl didn’t say anything. She knew this wouldn’t be a pleasant conversation.

Jeremy glanced over, his gaze sharp, full of warning. “You met him without telling me.” His tone was flat, but every word carried an unspoken threat.

He waited for an answer, but only silence followed. “You know I don’t like being kept in the dark.”

The girl looked down, but Jeremy didn’t move. He remained there, waiting until he felt it was enough. “I’m not the type to be taken lightly,” he continued calmly, though his eyes still burned with restrained anger.

He waited to make sure the message was clear. “Don’t ever do it again.”