Everyone was shocked to see that Christine had raised up her hand and was about to slap Lucien on the face. They were unable to hear what Lucien had told Christine to make her want to slap him but her actions were interrupted by Eva.“Why are you suddenly getting aggressive Christine? I thought you were not known for violence. Besides, Lucien hadn't spoken anything wrong for you to slap him. All he said was the truth.” Eva remarked as she glared at Christine coldly making her shiver upon seeing Eva's cold look.“I-I" She stammered not knowing what to say.“Didn't you steal this insane jerk from me? Are you going to deny it?" Eva asked, her cold aura increasing each second as she still held onto Christine's hand. Everyone stared at Eva like she was crazy. No, she was crazy! How can she openly accuse Christine for stealing Mark from her when she was the one clearly made Mark call off the wedding by slapping Christine across the face. There was a probability that she could still Mrs. Jo
When the sound of his expensive leather shoe clacked on the floor in the murmuring hall, the people's eyes went wide as they became quiet. Strolling into the room with his black three-piece suit, dark red tie and his hand resting comfortably in his pocket, was none other than Damien Cross.His dark deadly aura was hard to miss, and the furious look on his eyes was enough to send the people shaking in their spot. They all gulped in fear when his dark black eyes trailed around the room. The people held their breath and shivered at the sudden drop of the temperature. Weren't the heaters turned on to the highest temperature? Why was it so chilling here?The wind fluttered and the black coat draped over Damien's broad shoulder made him look like an emperor and god of war. The women in the crowds couldn't help but gasp at how handsome despite the terrifying aura that emitted from him. The people watched as his long legs carried him towards the x eater of the hall where Eva was standing, st
Damien stared at her quietly. He still found her beautiful despite the wine poured over her head and the red streaks on her face.“What is it?" Eva questioned, noticing his pressing stare on her.“Let's get you all cleaned up." He said, wrapping his arm around her to guide her towards the bathroom when his gaze landed on Lucien who was glaring at him not in hostility but in a way like he was trying to figure out something from Damien.“No, I just want to return to my home." Eva shook her head and quickly said. She doesn't wish to stay in this suffocating birthday banquet anymore.“I will take you home as soon as you get cleaned up.” Damien reassured her, upon seeing how soft and calm she had become. What happened to the strong, powerful, feisty and stubborn woman he had made a few days ago? Despite thinking that, he quite liked this side of her as well. He didn't have to argue too much with her before she agreed to one simple thing. However, her vulnerable and painful expression seeme
Damien ignored the people's nonstop gossip. Instead, his attention was more focused on the alluring woman in his arm.“Why are you not wearing the necklace that I gave you?” He suddenly inquired. Did she really not like it? He thought it would be a perfect pair of diamond earrings and necklace for her own dress. Eva stared at him with a perplexed expression and her mouth slightly agape. What is this? Why did he care about what she wore? Why is he caring about the kind of condition she was in? She touched her bare neck before looking away. "I told you the last time we met at the restaurant that I planned to return all the gifts you had sent to me and that includes the jewelries as well. “ She quickly replied, ready to step into the bathroom but he suddenly grabbed her wrist.“Hey! What are you doing -""Keep the necklace and the other gifts. I have no use for it. “ He said, his eyes dark with displeasure. Did she really not like the necklace? Was that the reason why she wanted to ret
When Christine raised her head up, she immediately took a step back, her lips parted In shock as if not believing that she was alone with Eva in the bathroom. Seeing this, Eva crossed her arm and raised her brow. Was there a monster behind her? Why was she pretending to be surprised to see her? She knew Christine wasn't deaf nor did she have a hearing problem. Damien had announced that he was going to take her to the bathroom, so Christine should have known that she was already in the bathroom.“Sister," Christine timidly called her, her head slightly tucked to portray a demure and wholesome woman.Eva took notice of the tears and her quivering lips. She didn't need to be told what had happened. As expected, Christine wasn't strong enough to handle the insults of the crowds after Damien had harshly pointed out how distasteful her dress was. She had probably gotten torn apart by the people and once again, the female lead couldn't handle the criticism of her peers .Unlike Eva who used
Eva thought she had finally moved on from this man, but it seemed a little part of her still loves him and that tiny part still gets hurt seeing him showing so much affection he never showed her to Christine. She also deserves to be loved just like Christine.“Y-yes, I'm fine. I-I just tripped over a tissue paper on the ground.” Christine quickly replied and let out a small nervous laugh, but the lie was very obvious. “Are you sure?" Mark worriedly asked again. He beckoned one of the female bodyguards forward in case he wanted her to go and check up Christine.“Yes, so don't worry. “ Christine immediately responded.Eva sighed in her head, she was sure that she would eventually sigh her soul out of her body if she didn't stop sighing. Not able to withstand the sickly, sentimental and painful scene anymore, Eva planned to leave. However, her dress was heavy and was beginning to weigh her down which was starting to piss her off. Speaking of the dress now, Eva already had a slight sneak
“Let me give you a piece of advice. The next time you want to pull out a gun in front of someone to threaten them, I'd recommend you to get the lastest Dan Wesson DWK Pistol. It would do more damage than the useless pistol in your hand, one bullet can take down a bear if you aim properly. Once you get your hand on a weapon like that, then you can think of pointing a gun at me.” Eva remarked, her voice laced with mockery at Mark. She chuckled and brushed past him like a crazy woman.Mark blinked his eyes in shock and surprise when he heard all that Eva had said. He was surprised at the fact of when did she get so skilled at wielding a knife and now he couldn't help but wonder when she became knowledgeable in guns as well? Just who the hell was this woman who had walked past him. “Stop, where did you think you're heading?" Mark stretched his hand out with the intention to roughly grab Eva, but he was met with an arrogant expression plastered on her face.How is this possible? How come
His eyes trailed towards Eva who was secured in his arms, the jackets served as a clear warning as to whose protection she was under. He stared at her snow white skin. The more he looked at her, the more he felt the urge to end her on the spot. How dare she strut her way back into his life and tried to ruin the relationship he was trying to build with Damien? This wentch was good at nothing but ruining lives! She was bug he couldn't get rid off!Upon noticing a hard stare on her, Eva raised her head up and saw the hateful glares from Mark. She creased her brows and fiercely glared back at him.In the midst of the glaring competition between Mark and Eva, a soft, doubtful voice was enough to cut off the tick and dark tension.“M-mark…….?” Christine gently called, her voice barely above a whisper. She stood by the doorway of the bathroom, nervously holding her dress. Her eyes instantly darted between the face off between Mark who was among the list of the country's powerful men and the