Justinâs blood boiled with anger as he shot back, âDo you ho think I give a damn?â
âWho cares whether you do or donât? Just stay out of my business, and Iâll stay out of yours. Iâm done
here.â
Bella just wanted to leave this room as quickly as possible, because being alone with Justin made her
feel suffocated. She had only intended to stir up trouble for Shannon tonight, not get caught up in
an argument with this jerk.
She was a sensitive person, easily moved by memories. But when she
looked back on their three years of marriage, there were only bitter
memories.
Whatâs worse? This room was where she lost her virginity to Justin. But even until now, he remained
oblivious to their shared intimacy
Some memories only brought pain, so Bella decided it was best to forget about them.
Bella got up and walked past Justin, completely ignoring him. But as she brushed past him, Justin
grabbed her shoulders and forcefully pressed her against the wall.
âOuch!â Bella winced from the intense pain in her back.
Justinâs intense gaze felt suffocating, leaving Bella struggling to
comprehend what was happening.
âJustin! Have you lost your mind?â
âHave we had sex before?â Justinâs voice was hoarse, sending shivers down Bellaâs spine. Her heart
skipped a beat, and she froze in sh
âJustin, what did you say?â
âItâs nothing.â Justin shook his head forcefully, his throat feeling dry.
Justin thought he was losing his mind. Why would he ask her such a provocative question?
But then, what were those steamy memories flooding his mind? He canât be hitting puberty again at
thirty, right?
âLeave me alone, Justin.â Bellaâs heart raced as she pushed against his chest. Her cheeks were
burning red. âYou saved my life, and I donât want to hate you. But if you keep bothering me, I wonât
show
you any mercy!â
âBella, do you despise me so much? Do you distrust me that much?â
Justinâs voice carried a hint of bitterness.
When love was unreciprocated, it festered with resentment. A once hopeful soul could turn resentful
and gradually spiral into madness.
âJustin, do you know how much I hate being in this room?â Bella raised her gaze, her eyes cold as they
fixated on the luxurious crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling.
She had spent countless nights here alone, looking at the chandelier. A bitter laugh escaped her lips.
âEvery time I return to this room, Iâm reminded of those lonely nights, rejection, and heartache.
Seriously, you should be with Zoe because youâre perfect to her. But to me, everything is shattered
beyond repair.
We canât turn back time.â
âI wish happiness for both of us in the future. But I hope we will ne cross paths again.â
âNever cross paths again? Well said, Bella.â Justin felt as if he was suffocating, reluctantly releasing
Bellaâs hands that he had been
holding.
Anger surged through him, boiling his veins and seething in his chest.
He had wanted to explain something, but it hit him. Bella didnât want explanations or justifications. She
didnât care if he was truly innocent or not.