Chapter 82: Deal breaker
"Marcus," Vincent whispered, staring blankly at the name on the screen. "Why are you messaging her?"
Vincent tried to open the message, but her phone needed a passcode. He tried the old passcode he knew, but it failed. He tried again, but again, it failed.
"Did she change the passcode?" he muttered, his irritation growing. "Why did she change it? What is she hiding?"
Vincent tried again, but when it failed again, a countdown appeared on the screen until he could try again. He had always known the passcode for her phone, even though he never borrowed it. Fil never gave him a reason to check her phone. Moreover, he respected her privacy.
But he never heard her saying she changed her passcode.
"Marcus..." Vincent ground his teeth, his face twitching, his mind running wild. "Don’t tell me he’s hitting on her behind my back?"
A ridiculing scoff escaped him, reminded of how Marcus looked at Fil that night. They had been best friends. Therefore, they knew each other deeply. Vincent knew whenever Marcus found someone attractive, he would strip the woman with his eyes. That was what Vincent believed he saw that night in Marcus’ eyes while staring at Fil. Which explained his reaction, even though he knew nothing was going on between them.
But this message...
Vincent clasped Fil’s phone tightly, grinding his teeth angrily. His eyes were on fire, miffed at the thought of his best friend making advances on Fil.
"I’m going to kill him," he mumbled as his face darkened, itching to throw his fist and teach Marcus a lesson. "How dare he...?"
As the fire burning in Vincent’s chest consistently blazed up, he didn’t notice that Fil was watching him from the turn, heading into the restroom. She leaned her back against the wall, staring in his direction coldly.