Looking at her cold and indifferent deanor, a flicker of pain passed through Justin Kingston’s eyes.
He didn’t believe a single word she said earlier.
Mia Lane turned her gaze, looking at him with indifferent eyes, "Do you think you’re the master? Can you get everything you want? Does everyone have to revolve around you?"
"Do you not love ?" Justin looked into her eyes.
"No."
"If you don’t love , why did you kneel down to beg him?" He furrowed his beautifully shaped brows, "Why gamble away your lifelong happiness?"
Mia’s heart inexplicably felt chaotic, she shifted her gaze, looking at the scenery outside the window.
Justin promised, "Give a little ti, I will clean up this ss, and I will definitely not dirty your hands."
"Even though the whole world knows I’m going to marry her, I have no feelings for her, you should know that." He looked at her profile like a child.
Like a promise, also like an explanation, "I’ve never kissed, never done anything that couples do."
On this point, Mia believes him.
He didn’t love Monica Usher before, naturally won’t love her in the future.
Feelings between people are just so strange.
Even if separated from the person one truly loves, just one more glance makes one want to have them back.
"Take back to Anton Ford’s place." Mia felt a bit tired, "Whether I will be with him or not in the future, I won’t be with you."
"Why?" Justin felt quite happy, indicating she wasn’t with Anton Miller.
"No reason." She seed emotionless, "In the future, I will also try to avoid seeing you, and hope you don’t co looking for ."
Upon hearing this, a wave of pain again surged in Justin’s heart, was she breaking off their relationship again?
He started to reflect on himself, feeling it was his inadequacy, but he would handle it, he would manage the aftermath.
So even with a thousand reluctances, Justin still took her back to the seaside villa.
Compared to the speed of the car when he brought her out, going back now was like a snail crawling.
He wanted to prolong the ti spent with her, even in silence without speaking.
The car stopped.
Mia unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car, shutting the door without looking back as she entered the courtyard.
Looking at her silhouette, Justin’s vision blurred a bit.
Until her silhouette disappeared from view, Justin started the car and headed to the company.
The CEO’s office.
Finn Morgan t him, unsure how to bring up certain matters, pondering for a long ti, "CEO Kingston, there’s news from the lady’s side."
"What did they say?" Justin replied nonchalantly, casually flipping through the docunts.
Finn lowered his gaze, "They said the wedding is moved forward, scheduled for next Wednesday."
Upon hearing this, Justin had no emotional fluctuation, "This wedding has been planned for half a year, who exactly is it prepared for?"
Finn was slightly stunned, not skilled at lying, "Miss Lane."
"Then the bride must be her, otherwise I won’t marry." The man’s tone was calm, his thin lips gently opened, "Make a call over, I won’t clean up this ss. If the Kingston family’s reputation is just a joke to her, then let it be a scene in front of the dia."
Finn was in a dilemma, "..." It’s like being caught in the middle.
Neither side communicating directly, letting him relay ssages?
And at this ti, the news of Justin taking Mia from a mob of reporters at the seaside villa quickly made its way onto the hot search with pictures and text.
It spread like wildfire.
Many employees in the company were also gossiping.
"Oh my, the wedding is going to be canceled, right?"
"I have a strong intuition, CEO Kingston won’t marry President Usher."
"But Mia is living with that male celebrity, what’s their relationship?"
"So complicated."
Anton Miller also saw the news, he was furious! He felt Justin had gone too far.
The Volvo abruptly braked, steadily stopping below the Kingston Group building!
Shortly after, Justin ca out of the lobby, heading towards the Lamborghini.
Anton Miller quickly got out of the car, slamd the door, and rushed towards him!
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