Chapter 138: The God of theft
"F- Fiona, this isn’t what it looks like, I- I was just..." Max didn’t know what to say, no matter what he thought of, all of it seemed sus.
Fiona’s face twisted as she muttered, "Disgusting..." then tugged at Vritra’s arm, asking him to leave. She didn’t want to look at that piece of garbage for a moment longer.
It seemed what Jace and Tyler had said before was really true. Even though she had fallen for Vritra, she didn’t hate Max before, but now, she felt disgusted just looking at him.
"Let’s leave." Vritra nodded, and while holding her hand, the two began to walk away.
Max was horrified. His love was just walking away, all because of this misunderstanding. How could he allow her to be with that hateful and evil Vritra? He loved her too much and didn’t want to be separated from her.
THUD THUD
Max finally came to his senses as he punched Jace and Tyler hard in the face, throwing them to the ground. Then he attempted to run up to her to explain everything, only to fall in the next moment since his pants and underwear were at his ankles.
He groaned in pain as the stones and wood lying there hit some really painful places.
But he endured the pain even as tears streaked down his face. Pulling his pants up, he ran towards Fiona.
"P- Please listen to me, give me a chance. It is not what you think, those two suddenly—" Max tried to explain, but Fiona interrupted him.
"Keep your excuses to yourself. I don’t even want to see your face. Oh right and..." under Max’s terrified gaze, Fiona stood on her toes, put her arms over Vritra’s shoulder, and kissed him.