Making the right decision

Meanwhile, Ray was in his room dressing up when his bedroom door burst open. "Where is Jeslyn?" Frank asked in a menacing voice.

Ray was frightened at first but seeing that it was Frank, he relaxed his shoulders and continued to button his white shirt. "I told you she's alive." 

"Where. Is. She?" 

Ray put his hands in his pockets and turned to face Frank with a cold face. "Jeslyn is my woman, not yours. The fact that you left her to me when you could have made her fall in love with you proves you couldn't have been a better man for her. Also…" he hesitated, "this conversation should stop today. I'm not impressed that you talk about my woman like she's yours."