Chapter 20
“I only refused a loveless arranged marriage and had a failed relationship. That’s hardly a crime worth dying for. Why do you insist on rubbing my failures in my face and hounding me like this?” Vivian asked.
Her voice was weak, but her words carried no hint of a breakdown. She simply seemed worn down by Kingston’s deliberate provocation, her tone edged with petulance.
He just stood on the balcony, saying nothing. He simply raised his hand and tossed the cigarette butt he’d crushed into a small ball into the trash can.
The atmosphere remained tense.
Vivian fell silent for a few seconds. Realizing Kingston wasn’t someone she could lose her temper with freely, she suppressed her emotions and steadied herself.
“I apologize for disturbing you. I’ll take my leave.”
She quickly turned to go, a trace of melancholy shadowing her features.
Kingston was like the protagonist in a male–centric novel who had just been scorned, then decisively slapped his ungrateful ex–fiancee down.
Vivian had never imagined that a seven–year relationship would devolve into such a
humiliating spectacle. She’d always been fiercely competitive, but in front of him, she couldn’t hold her head up at all.
As she waited for the elevator, she sighed. Every part of her felt drained, and she couldn’t
summon a shred of energy.
Theo walked out of the elevator just as they passed each other. He raised his hand to greet her, but Vivian had already lowered her head and stepped inside, eyes downcast.
She pressed the floor button and faced the elevator wall lifelessly, as if standing in the corner as punishment.
When the doors closed, Theo’s hand, still raised from the greeting, fell to scratch his head in confusion before he made his way into Kingston’s residence.
Kingston stood on the balcony, holding a lit cigarette between his fingers. Hearing the door open, he glanced over.
Theo clearly sensed Kingston’s gaze dim slightly, as if he were rather displeased to see him. Smart as he was, he immediately understood what Kingston’s look meant.
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“Even if Ms. Hartwell didn’t come back, you don’t have to be that disgusted with me, do you?”
Kingston gave him an indifferent glance and exhaled the smoke he’d been holding, the haze obscuring his expression.
Theo moved closer, unable to stop his curiosity.
“What did she come to see you about? She couldn’t have regretted things and wanted to marry you after all, could she?”
Kingston shot him a look. “Which eye of yours saw her regretting anything?”
She might regret being with Logan, but she would never regret breaking off their engagement.
Theo said, “I just ran into her in the elevator. She looked dejected and heartbroken. Wasn’t it because she tried to reconcile with you and got rejected, so now she’s devastated?”
He hadn’t seen devastation. When she had lashed back at him, she had been plenty energetic.
Kingston tapped his cigarette lightly, flicking off the ash.
“You seem quite experienced in this area. Did you get rejected again?”
He casually emphasized the word “again“:
Theo’s face immediately fell. He groaned inwardly, wishing he could shut Kingston up, so he hurriedly changed the subject.
“Elaine messaged me earlier saying she’s coming to Baymoor tomorrow. She insists you wear the coat she bought you to your meeting.”
Kingston hummed in acknowledgement without protest, though his irritation was obvious.
His sister, Elaine Carter, just a few minutes older than him, had loved coordinating his outfits since they were children.
Since entering the fashion industry, her complaints about his boring black suits had grown louder. From then on, she had taken particular delight in raiding his closet, as over 70% of his
wardrobe was her creations.
Finally seeing someone who could control Kingston, Theo felt a surge of relief, like a weight
had been lifted off his shoulders.
Stepping into Kingston’s walk–in closet, he planned to find Kingston’s outfit for tomorrow as instructed by Elaine.
He searched through the entire closet but couldn’t find that black wool coat. His memory
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suddenly caught a detail, and he said quietly to Kingston, “Your wool coat seems to be at Ms. Hartwell’s place.”
Kingston frowned.
Thinking of Elaine’s outspoken nature and tendency to tattle, he felt a headache coming on. The last time he had upset her, she had complained to their mother about him. As a result, he was forced to go on blind dates for a month.
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