Gareth merely nodded at Axel, not even bothering to respond to him.
“I hope you have a fun night, Uncle Gareth,” Axel said, then left to go back to his table.
To go back to Jasmine.
Gareth watched with narrowed eyes as his nephew handed Jasmine her drink with a kiss on the cheek. Axel whispered something in her ear, and she threw back her head to laugh, exposing her long, beautiful neck. Axel sat beside her and leaned in close to talk to her. They appeared to be a happy couple in love.
Gareth wanted to throw a champagne glass against the wall just to watch it shatter. He saw red, and it felt like a jealous monster was ripping his heart to shreds.
Just as he took a step forward, Delilah appeared in front of him. She was wearing a short sparkling gold dress with a plunging neckline. His brow wrinkled in distaste.
“Gareth, how lovely to see you,” she purred and put a possessive hand on his arm. “Why don’t you get me a drink, darling?”
