"No, I didn't come after him, I only saved his fucking life." He steamed in his anger. "Fuck! He's not supposed to be right!" He was enraged at himself, he'd never had to go chasing after anyone before. He'd never been in love with such an infuriating man before. He dropped the bag. He opened his door and went to the entrance. He saw Harper waiting for him. "I'm sorry, to do this. I'm not leaving. I still love that bastard, I hate what he did, but I fucked up on this too. I practically drove him into her arms. I'm so sorry."