Chapter Seventy-Four

“Rich men do this but I had no belief that your father will follow them.” He sighed, about to leave the table but she stopped him by grabbing his hand.

“Jamal.” She called out to him. Because of the eyes that were slowly turning to him, he reluctantly sat down. “It hasn’t gotten to the point of getting mad, has it?” She asked him sadly.

“Of course, it has.” He paused. “If it was a case that I was a poor man, it would have been understandable. But right now, I have money and he is also aware that we are dating, why is he trying to arrange you for someone else?” He questioned annoyingly, staring at Melanie’s clueless eyes.

“Well, if that’s what he wants, I won't fight with him. Besides, I have so much on my tab that I can’t afford to fight for a woman, At least I know, no one fought for me.” He informed her seriously, walking away from the restaurant.

Melanie was in tears, no matter how she tried to control herself, they kept on rolling down her cheeks. She quickly grabbed her handbag a