He's always been a hypocrite and a liar; he claims that he doesn't desire neither you nor your affection. That he only uses you as a convenient companion.

Yet the instant you turn your attention to another, he's always there to steal you back.

He holds you close, his grip tight on your wrist. Seeing you with that man angered him more than he had expected.

"What did you see in him?" He snarls, desperate to hide the hurt in his voice. He tries to keep his temper from flaring again, to no avail.