Breaking the Last Strand of His Control

Lyca and Dylan continued dancing. This time she made sure to send away those flies by sticking with him. Although she was already tipsy and drunk, she was still aware of what she was doing.

In fact, the alcohol was the one that gave her courage, or should she say… the one that influenced her to act boldly by taking Dylan away from those nuisance ladies.

This time she wanted to show those women that Dylan was her man. This man before her promised to show her his sincere heart. There was no way she would allow him to flirt and make out with those women!

While they were dancing, Lyca didn't hesitate to express her feelings. She was upset with him. She was jealous.

"I hate you! You are a liar!" Lyca stomped her feet, hitting Dylan's foot. But for Dylan, it wasn't painful at all. It was like a bite of an ant.

"Why do you hate me? And what did I do for you to call me a liar?" Dylan asked her curiously.