She seed startled by his cold and sharp voice, but then she once again started drunkenly unleashing her emotions, her hands forming small fists, constantly pounding on his chest.
"Kyle... Kinston... you lied... so... I’ll take back what I said too... sobbing..." She kept crying, her tears blurring her eyes, as if letting out all those words she usually buried deep inside her heart, "I... won’t love you anymore, I’ll never love you again. In the future, I’ll definitely find a man a hundred or a thousand tis better than you... I want to forget you completely... even if you’re the president, you can’t control people’s hearts... I..."
She paused, then suddenly cupped his face with both her hands, bowed her head, bringing her face so close to him, and her tears fell on his face, burning and stinging his skin, even making the blood under his skin seem to boil.
He tightly pressed his thin lips together, her words causing an incomparably restless and uncomfortable feeling to rise in his heart. This woman would no longer love him, and she even wanted to find a man a hundred tis better than him?
She’s drunk now, but are her words true or false? And why... does it still pain him? Since they’ve broken up, she has nothing more to do with him.
It was him who personally cut the ties between them, it was he who didn’t want destiny’s dependence, didn’t want to bow down or be controlled by it.
But now...
Suddenly, a silly smile appeared on her face, her eyes blurred by tears, still showing a drunken state.
"Kyle Kinston, I will never love you again..." she murmured, yet her lips touched his, the kiss mixed with tears more bitter than the one in the private room before.
As if saying goodbye, as if pouring all the feelings from the past into this one kiss.
His hands pressed on her shoulders, hesitating, yet not pushing her away.
Her not loving him should have been within his expectations, after breaking up, she can certainly not love him. He would no longer love her, nor did he need her love.
But... why does the body feel an emptiness, as if bones and blood are being drained from his body, leaving only a shell.
At this mont, it’s as though he can’t even be sure if he still exists.
So her not loving him could cause him such pain, destiny really could abandon Kinston Family’s people at any ti, yet Kinston Family’s people are still captivated by destiny’s appeal.
She controls his emotions, and he, unwilling to be controlled by her anymore, yet unable to resist.
"Mabel Quinn, why are you the destiny’s dependence to ?" he murmured softly, his voice gradually dissipating into the air, and the only response was her breathing.
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Mabel Quinn woke up with a headache, she moved her body slightly and felt a bit uncomfortable, then she awkwardly opened her eyes, and the sunlight streaming in was glaring.
Suddenly, a voice reached her ears, "Awake?"
Her body suddenly stiffened, this voice... this voice was... she slowly turned her head, and what ca into view was a handso and cold face.
Mabel Quinn almost instantly sat up, holding her forehead, her mind in a chaotic jumble of mories, trying to figure out what was going on, how she ended up with Kyle Kinston...
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