When Mika Sumrs saw Jasmine arrive, she masked her feelings and forced a faint smile. "Jasmine, you’re here..."
"What’s wrong? Your eyes are so swollen! Did soone bully you?" Jasmine Warren flew into a rage the mont she saw Mika’s red, puffy eyes, and she shouted at the top of her lungs.
"No, I’m fine." Hearing how worried Jasmine was, a warmth spread through Mika’s chest, and the oppressive, heavy feeling she’d been carrying lessened considerably.
"Didn’t I tell you to wait for at ho? What are you doing out here all alone?" Jasmine Warren sighed, walking over and pulling her up from the ground.
"I just wanted to go for a walk and get so fresh air."
Jasmine Warren didn’t believe a word of it. She spun Mika around to face her and said in a cold voice, "Mika, you listen to . I don’t care how much you like that man. From this mont on, you are going to forget him!"
"I will." Mika’s gaze fird with resolve as she nodded.
Her heart aching, Jasmine pulled her into a hug. "It’s okay. This will all pass. Everything will be okay. I’ll be with you from now on."
"Mm-hmm."
Hearing this, Tristan Grayson couldn’t listen anymore. Rage and jealousy consud his heart.
’If I listen to this any longer,’ he was sure, ’I won’t be able to stop myself from rushing out there and killing those two cheating bastards.’
He fought to suppress the inferno of rage in his gut, then turned sharply and stalked away without a backward glance.
’Fine. Just fine. Absolutely perfect. Now she’s keeping a lover behind my back.’
If he had felt even a shred of pity for that woman a mont ago, it was completely gone now.
’I told her long ago my money was never ant for her to support a lover.’
’She betrayed . She’s going to pay the price.’
Tristan Grayson got back in his car, his fury mounting the more he thought about it.
He picked up his phone and glanced at the dozen-odd missed calls on the screen. A flicker of impatience crossed his cold eyes as he swiped and dialed Ian Shaw.
"Yeah...?" Ian Shaw’s ragged breathing ca through the phone, accompanied by a woman’s moans.
"What the hell are you doing?" Tristan Grayson was in a foul mood, practically homicidal, yet this bastard was clearly having the ti of his life.
Ian Shaw’s brow darkened. He climbed off the woman, grumbling, "Young Master Grayson, if you’re going to have a ltdown, please do it elsewhere. Don’t interrupt while I’m trying to make a baby."
"Fuck! You son of a bitch, get your pants on and get your ass over here right now!"
The man on the other end shot back, not to be outdone, "Tristan, I was in a fucking firefight all night for you. Can’t you show a little goddamn sympathy?"
"No. I need you to do sothing for . Just tell : are you going to do it? Are you coming over?"
"Fine, you win. See you in half an hour!"
"Mm." Tristan hung up, but he couldn’t calm down. The very thought of that woman with another man sent him into a blind rage.
He had been holding off on retaliating against her arrogant, wild brother because she was pregnant. But now, it seed, there was no longer any reason to hold back.
’I’ll make her understand the consequences of betrayal...’
’And I’ll make her co crawling back to , crying and begging...’
「In the hospital.」
Maggie Monroe stood at the window, watching the crowds below as the hatred in her eyes deepened.
’I should have known this day would co,’ she thought. ’The day Tristan would cast aside. I just never thought it would be so soon.’
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