[3rd Person’s POV]
The billionaire walked passed behind him. As if Randy was air. Invisible in his eyes. A single tear fell from Randy’s eye. Turning his back, he followed his husband inside the mansion.
“T-Thorne, w-wait,” Randy chased Thorne.
The billionaire heaved a sigh and looked at him with bored eyes. Shoving his hands into his pockets, projecting a poker face.
Randy inhaled deeply, wiping his dried tears. “W-Where h-have you been?” stuttering as he asked the question. He was nervous, even asking his husband a simple question.
Much as he anticipated to hear a response from Thorne, the conversation was over before it started. Thorne had no plans to exploit his answer to Randy. Moreso, he turned his back and climbed upstairs.
Randy couldn’t do anything further than to watch
