” His eyes were red with fury.
Before he could get close, Jason kicked him away.
Like an angry lion, Kevin kept shouting at Jason:
“Who gave you permission to marry my sister? She’s mine! Mine!”
Jason frowned, about to call security to remove Kevin, but I grabbed his hand.
I shook my head at him.
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Jason’s expression changed; he reached to hold my hand tightly.
But I stepped forward to Kevin.
! slapped him hard across the face.
The girl was ecstatic; others inside the private room cheered.
“Besides, I’ve already paid back the money to the King family, principal and interest.
“My father lost his life to save your father’s. I owe nothing to the Kings! I have no ties to you!”
“Don’t say such disgusting things!”
After the first slap, I felt it wasn’t enough. I slapped the other side of his face too.
Then I took Jason’s hand and went home.
Since that day, I never saw Kevin again and deleted and blocked everyone connected to the King family.
But a month later, just as I was about to leave, Mrs. King appeared at my door.
I didn’t know what she’d been through, but usually composed, she looked disheveled, hair unkempt, dark circles under her
eyes.
Seeing me, she ran over with red eyes.
“Lily, please, go see your brother.”
From Mrs. King, I learned Kevin was doing badly.
He locked himself in his room, refusing to eat or drink. When he came out, he drank and fought.
He was covered in injuries but refused treatment.
Recently, he crashed his car off a cliff during a race and was in the ICU, unconscious.
‘Lily, your brother loves you. He broke up with Sally. It’s all Mom’s fault for stopping you two. Please go see Kevin…”
I pulled my hand from Mrs. King’s grasp, looking at her coldly:
“Mrs. King, be careful with your words. Kevin’s situation has nothing to do with me. I’m not so bold as to influence him. After all, I’m just an orphan.”
Mrs. King froze. I didn’t want to argue and turned to leave.
Mrs. King froze. I didn’t want to argue and turned to leave.
But she called after me:
“Then tell Jason to stop! Don’t keep attacking the King family! We owe him nothing!”
I was surprised.
Only then did I realize Jason had been holding a grudge over the slap I got at the King banquet. He counted it against the King family with interest.
I paused, then said to Mrs. King:
“Jason’s decisions are none of my business. If you have questions, ask him yourself.”
I wouldn’t question my husband over an outsider.
After speaking, I didn’t stay and walked ahead.
Not far off, Jason was waiting for me.
