It was as if Cecily was nothing more than trash to Justin.


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    Cecily was utterly disoriented. She was kneeling on the ground, even forgetting to stand up.


    No despair exists withoutparison.


    In fact, she had never felt worse.


    “Yes, Ms. Thompson? Do you need something?” Justin approached


    Be, his gaze piercing and his voice rough.


    “Yeah. Can we speak in private?” Be’s eyes remained calm. She did


    not raise her voice, but it was audible.


    Justin agreed without hesitation. “Sure.”


    Amidst the onlookers’ gazes, the two big shots left the banquet hall.


    Behind them were only murmurs of astonishment, echoing one af


    another.


    They were truly a perfect match, so well-matched that it filled othe


    with envy.


    Be and Justin made their way to the hotel’s back garden.


    The cool night air gently tousled Be’s dark hair, creating a


    picturesque scene.


    Their silence seemed to carry a thousand unspoken words, yet they


    understood each other without saying a word.


    Even their silence was filled with mutual understanding, evoking a


    sense of mncholy.


    “I wasn’t expecting you to be here tonight. You even came with a newpanion.” Justin broke the


    silence, his words still as sharp as ever. “I thought you’d be here with Mr. Iverson.”


    “What? Are you disappointed that I didn’t show up with Chris?” Be retorted, “Well, I didn’t expect to


    see you so close with my cousin either. The way you two were interacting earlier seemed quite sweet.


    Did my sudden appearance ruin your little moment with her?”


    She had a real knack for sharp-tongued remarks.


    Justin felt a lump in his throat, struggling with a mix of emotions. His handsome face flushed red, then


    paled.


    “Did you call me out here for this?” Justin asked coldly, “We’ve been divorced for quite some time


    already. Are you still concerned about


    the women I associate with?”


    Be smirked, shaking her finger dismissively. “Justin, don’t think to highly of yourself. Whoever you


    choose to associate with is none o my concern. But if you’re actually interested in Cecily, perhaps I


    could help you out there. After all, she’s my cousin. Well, you never know. We might even end up being


    inws someday.”


    With clenched fists, Justin felt a surge of heat rising within him.


    No one could ever provoke him like Be did.


    Only Be managed to stir up this part of him.


    “But remember, Cecily is still part of the Thompson family. It’s not appropriate for her to just be your


    mistress. So, why don’t you think it over? Instead of wavering between Ms. Hoffman and Cecily, why


    don’t you make a choice and stick with it?”


    Her words could not have been harsher.


    Justin felt a twist in his heart, his eyes fuming with anger as he pressed Be firmly against the tree


    trunk, his arm supporting him as he leaned in. He red down at her with intense, dark eyes that were


    swirling with turbulent emotions.


    Be’s throat felt dry, and her lips were tightly pressed together.


    She could even feel the subtle tremors of Justin’s muscles beneath


    his dark suit, but she dared not meet his gaze.


    “Be, if you’ve chosen to leave me, you should’ve stayed away from


    1. Why do you keeping back to me?”


    “Justin…”


    Justin’s pale lips moved closer to Be’s. His lowered gaze turn


    hazy. “I may have loved you, but that doesn’t mean you can tramp


    on my dignity over and over again!”