A few minutes later, the fully clothed lovers finally separated, with the woman refusing to leave, a bitter expression gracing her pretty face.
"Are you going to keep staying there?" He asked, tone a little callous. Hugo felt he had been gentlemanly enough in telling her enough was enough.
"Are you really going after another girl in front of me?" She asked, voice cracking, knowing he would understand her shift in topic.
"Why not?" Hugo leisurely crossed his arms, "We are not in a relationship."
"You!" She stopped, taking a deep breath, trying desperately not to lose her cool. "We slept together so many times—"
"Because I didn't have any other choice."
She closed her eyes. She always had a composed image, she wasn't going to ruin it now, it would only be off-putting. "What's so good about her?"
"She's the most beautiful and sexiest woman I've seen yet."
