Asher''s brow twitched as he swiftly disarmed Den.


    Usually, trying to disarm Den, a skilled colonel, would be wishful thinking.


    However, Asher covered the muzzle with his own hand. Den feared the possibility of an idental


    misfire harming his elder brother,pelling him to release his grip on the gun.


    "Ash, if you really care about our little sister, you shouldn''t have intervened!" Den''s bloodshot eyes


    red fiercely at Justin. If his eyes were des, he would have already gutted the man.


    It was a rather harsh statement.


    The fact that it came from the usually gentle and kind Den made the statement even more impactful.


    Yet, Asher did not me him for it.


    It might be better if he could vent his anger in such a way. Otherwise, he did not know what horrific


    actions Den might resort to.


    "Dec, I care about Be, but I care about you too. The same goes for Ax and Drew... We grew up


    together, and I love all of you the same. I don''t want you to sacrifice your future for this jerk. You may


    feel relieved after doing it, but have you considered Be''s feelings? Have you thought about how Mom


    and Dad might feel about it?!"


    Upon the mention of their mother, the two brothers suddenly felt sorrowful, causing them to tear up.


    "It''s been so long since you came home, and we''ve all missed you. Be will be thrilled to see you too."


    Asher closed his eyes briefly and took a deep breath, suppressing his heartache. "Let''s move past this.


    Be has decided not to pursue this any further. Dwelling on it will only cause her further pain, trapping


    her in the grief of losing her child."


    The pain of losing a child.


    It was agonizing!


    Justin gasped for breath as if on the brink of death, tears welling up like a rushing spring in his fiery


    eyes, only for the icy rain to wash it away.


    If he and Be''s child were still alive, they would have been three years old by now.


    Justin thought, ''What have I done... What the hell have I done?!''


    "The rain was heavy. You''ve traveled tirelessly to get here. Getting soaked might make you sick. Come


    home." Asher said as he pulled Den''s rigid arm toward the gate. "Chairman Thompson..."


    As if bearing a heavy burden, Justin felt his broad shoulders slump. His trembling lips quivered.


    "Please... Let me see Be one more time..."


    "Don''t even dream about it!"


    Den erupted in fury, his body seething with pent-up hatred as he struggled forward, only for Asher to


    firmly restrain him. "Justin! Get out of here now! Don''t dirty our home. Don''t ever let me see you again!


    Otherwise, I''ll kill you! Get lost!"


    "Asher... Please let me see Be."


    Anguish filled Justin''s eyes. Yet he showed no sign of backing down, as if nothing, not even the


    copse of the heavens, would make him change his mind. "There are so many things that I wish to


    discuss with Be about the things from our past and our child..."


    "Justin, Be has said that she doesn''t hold those things against you anymore. It''s all in the past now."


    Asher''s eyes were dark, and his voice was hoarse. "You both mustn''t linger in the pain of the past.


    Look forward and move on. Go home now, and don''t evere back here again."


    As the two brothers turned back, they both froze in ce.


    "Dad...?"


    Suddenly, standing under Axel''s umbre, Wyatt stepped into the pouring rain and walked toward


    Justin with a pale face.


    The atmosphere grew increasingly heavy. The intense chill emanating from this nobleman almost froze


    the raindrops in mid-air.


    Justin watched in silence as the expressionless Wyatt approached him.


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    His lips parted slightly, wanting to say something, but he found himself speechless as he faced the


    father of the woman he loved the most.


    However, the next moment, Justin felt a searing pain on his cheek as Wyatt unexpectedly punched him


    fiercely.