You Can't Have Her

Blake laughed bitterly, and the hand holding the spear slowly slid down. Naturally, he would not actually shoot because his gun never had bullets in it.

Blake was a gangster, but he had his own bottom line, that was, he did not involve poison, he did not touch firearms, and he did not kill anyone. Everyone who knew him knew that he only had one bullet in his body. Unless it was a last resort, that bullet would never appear in his gun.

He pinched Avery's chin with her other hand, and said with a hoarse and suppressed voice, "Avery, you're willing to die for him, then what about me? What am I to you?”

Avery opened her eyes, and her long eyelashes drenched, "Blake, we ended a long time ago."

It had been over between them from the moment he'd thrown the divorce agreement at her and told her to piss off. However, she couldn't control her heart. Was it possible that if her heart beat for the rest of her life, she would love him for the rest of her life?!

"End?" Blake laughed, his laughter w