Justin found himself face to face with Christopher. He stared at Justin with a cold, mocking gaze. “Even


    now, you’re not giving up? You saw what just happened. Be needs me, not you. But I suppose I owe


    you one. If it weren’t for your cruelty, Be might not have been able to fully let you go and ept me.”


    Justin took a deep breath, a heavy weight pressing down on his chest. He had no desire to exchange


    words with Christopher. Just being in his presence filled Justin with disgust and repulsion.


    In the past, he would have already started a fight with this man who stole his beloved’s heart. But now,


    did he even have the right to do so?


    As Justin walked past Christopher, he suddenly stopped Justin and asked, “Why did you apologize to


    Be? What did you do to her two years ago?”


    Justin’s footsteps came to a stop as he closed his eyes. Memories of that fateful night flooded Justin’s


    mind, his lips grazing against her red earlobe, whispering over and over again how much he loved her.


    Though Be had never uttered the word “love” to him, he had sensed her lingering affection. Initially,


    there had been a flicker of hope between them. But he repeatedly disappointed her and made her


    suffer, ultimately destroying that tiny glimmer of hope.


    Justin’s chest throbbed with pain, spasming as tears welled up at the corners of his eyes. He crooked


    his parched lips. “Do you really want


    to know?”


    Christopher replied proudly. “Of course. As someone who has loved


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    Justin locked eyes with him, his gaze unwavering, his eyes reflecting depths as profound as an abyss.


    After a moment, a chilling smile crept across Justin’s handsome yet pale face. His voice was hoarse


    and deep as he said, “I had sex with


    her two years ago when she was still my wife.”


    Christopher’s pupils dted in shock.


    “Be has long been mine,” Justin dered, his wordsced with a


    bitter truth.


    “You monster!”


    Christopher’s fury surged like a tidal wave, his fists clenching tightly as heunched a punch toward


    Justin’s face. He couldn’t bear the thought of anyoneying a hand on Be, his Be. How could this


    monster do that to her when he didn’t even love her back then?


    But before his blow couldnd, there was a sharp crack.


    Justin swiftly raised his palm, catching Christopher’s fist with such speed that he seemed like an


    entirely different person from the man who had just stood there and taken a hit from Be.


    A frown etched deep into Christopher’s forehead as he struggled to retract his hand, feeling an


    unprecedented sense of oppression


    weighing upon him. Never before had anyone exerted such


    dominance over him.