âItâs only natural for Bella to hit me since I owe it to her.â Justinâs eyes narrowed slightly as he spoke,
his grip tightening gradually, intensifying the discomfort Christopher felt.
âIf she wanted to stab me in the heart with a knife or cut me to
shreds, I would willingly endure it.â
Justin continued. âBut you? Who do you think you are to lay a hand on me? Iâm only here for Bellaâs
sake. Donât push your luck and think that Iâll tolerate your nonsense.â
With a swift motion, Justin raised his hand, sending Christopher stumbling back until his back slammed
against the wall.
At that moment, Christopher realized the difference in their strength.
He wasnât a match for Justin.
âHahahaha!â Christopher leaned against the wall, his sinister laughter echoing in the dimly lit staircase,
a stark contrast against his delicate, fair complexion. âSo you still havenât given up on Bella, huh? You
still
want to compete with me? Do you really think you stand a chance.
against me?â
âChristopher, I never intended to compete with you,â Justin replied calmly, his voice steady despite the
tension between them. âIf your truly love Bella, I wonât stand in your way. I wonât interfere with anyone
who wants to give her their love.â
Justin was aware that he had never given Bella the love she deserved. If someone else could, he was
willing to let her go.
âBut I know exactly what kind of person you are, so Iâll keep my eyes
on you. If you show even the slightest hint of wrongdoing, I wonât let you off the hook.â
Justinâs eyes flashed with a sharp and intimidating glare.â
Christopher, youâll always be under my radar.â
With that, Justin turned around arrogantly and left, slamming the door
behind him.
Christopher thought, âJustin, even someone like you canât guarantee. your own safety. What makes you
think you can compete with me for
Bella?â
Christopher adjusted his golden-rimmed glasses. His once-angelic features turned sinister.
In a sudden burst of rage, he smashed the glass door of the fire hydrant to pieces with his fist. âJustinâ¦
The price of stealing my
woman is to die in hell!â
Ryan had been waiting outside the hospital for Justin, smoking
cigarettes one after another.
When he spotted Justin emerging from the door, pale as a ghost, Ryan put out his cigarette with his
feet and called out to him. âJustin!â
However, Justin seemed utterly disconnected from the world, walking past Ryan in a daze and silently
getting into the car.
Ryan grew even more worried.
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The luxury car made its way back to Tideview Manor.
In the car, Ryan spoke up in a hushed tone, âThe villa that lan mentioned is officially sealed and up for
auction now. Thereâs quite a bit of interest in it from potential buyers.â
He continued, âlan has already sorted through everything in the villa. Heâs packed up some of your
motherâs photos for you to take back to Tideview Manor.â