Chapter 30
It’s Too Late To Get A Divorce
Chapter 30
Alitaâs heart skipped a beat when she saw the ring. Sheâd seen it before in Korila, worn by the magician who
kissed her. âBut how come itâs here?â she wondered.
She looked up, and under the moonlight, the guy was in a silver suit and a silver mask, holding a glass of champagne. The only difference this time was that he didnât have a tall hat, and his black hair revealed he was
Eskanese.
âYou.â Alita stood up and pointed at him. Though the ring and height seemed similar, she couldnât be sure.
âWe met again.â The masked guy smiled slightly.
âItâs really you!â Alita remembered the last time he hugged her and kissed her. Instinctively, she cautiously took two steps back, glanced at the club over there, and asked,, âAre you here to do some magic?â
She tried to look chill and, at the same time, looked for an escape route.
âYeah.â The masked guy approached as she stepped back, smiling charmingly. âIâm here for a magic show. Wanna watch? Itâs specially prepared for the charity event.â
âCharity event? What a coincidence. I remember Jaydon being there too. Who is this guy? Why do I keep running
into him?â Alita thought. âNo matter who he is, heâs a dangerous guy.â
âItâs getting late; I should go.â Alita decisively ended the talk and turned to leave.
âWait a minute.â The masked guy caught up, grabbing her arm.
Alita gasped in pain. It was the same spot, and the wound split open again. Her face instantly turned pale. âLet go of me.â
âAre you okay? I just gently pulled you; youâre not that fragile, are you?â The masked guy let go feeling something was off. âWas she injured?â he wondered.
Without saying much, Alita turned and continued heading away.
The masked guy caught up, blocking her way. âWhatâs wrong with you?â
Alita covered her wound and walked to one side, but the guy still blocked her. No matter what, he didnât let her
pass.
âSir, what do you want?âm going home now. Please let me through, okay?â she said weakly.
Chapter 30
âUnless you tell me what happened to you,â said the masked guy.
âIâm fine, and even if Iâm not, itâs none of your business. Let me go, or Iâll call the police.â Alitaâs tone grew firm.
The masked guy looked at her for a while, showing no sign of letting go, and continued asking, âWhat happened to you?â
âNone of your business,â Alita said coldly. She held back her anger and quickly passed by him, accidentally brushing her arm against his sleeve. She quickly fled.
The masked guy frowned. Watching her back, he narrowed his beautiful eyes.
Looking down, he saw the blood on his sleeve. He was shocked, and his breathing quickened. His trembling fingers touched the blood as pain filled his eyes in an instant.
Alita ran far away, and seeing he didnât catch up, she finally stopped, stood on the side of the road, and hailed a
taxi.
A red taxi approached slowly from the left. She opened the door and got in, and behind her, a black sports car silently approached. The moment she got in, the person in the sports car saw her face and quickly drove away. âHow come sheâs here?â the person thought.
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Back home, Alita quickly went upstairs. Her shirt was soaked, and when she pushed open the door, she saw Jaydon sitting on the sofa, looking at her.
âWhere were you?â he coldly asked.
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