Exiting the concert hall, Zoe, reminiscent of her childhood self, clung to Justinâs arm throughout,
sharing her overseas adventures with him while expressing her yearning for Justin.
The only difference from her childhood habits was that she used to hold Justinâs hand with her left and
her elder brother, Ryan, with her right. But now, her elder brother had been reduced to a mere bag
carrier, completely forgotten. Her entire heart was dedicated to Justin.
Ryan trailed behind them, his lips downturned, wearing a discontented expression. With Bella absent
and his sister paying him no mind, Savrowâs most renowned playboy was beginning to question his
worth.
Upon reaching the parking lot, Justin abruptly halted. He took a deep breath and decisively withdrew
his hand from Zoeâs grasp.
âJustin? Whatâs wrong?â Zoe blinked innocently. Her small hand froze in mid-air.
âZoe.â
Justin turned to look at her with a stern face. His gaze was no longer as gentle as it used to be during
her childhood. It carried a sense of distance, sending her a chill that made her uneasy.
âYouâre a young lady now and no longer a little girl, so certain behavior with me is inappropriate.â
âWhy is it inappropriate? You are like my second brother!â Zoe, feeling a bit anxious, insisted, âIs there
something wrong with a younger sister holding her big brotherâs hand?â
âRyan is your real brother, and Iâm not, so I wonât condone such behavior.â Justin stopped his words
there, refraining from expressing anything further.
Zoe pouted, looking all innocent but holding a trace of anger in her heart. She couldnât help but think
that Justinâs sudden change of attitude was because of that beautiful woman. Finally, with Rosalind
striking out, Zoe hurriedly returned to Savrow when Justin was at his loneliest and in need of
companionship. She planned to captivate his heart and claim victory.
She could not allow another woman to appear out of nowhere and disrupt her plans to win over this
man she had a crush on for so many years.
âJustin, your words are too hurtful.â
Ryan, being a caring brother, could not bear to see his sister suffer even a bit. He swiftly approached
and enveloped Zoe in his arms. âYouâve seen Zoe grow up. You used to carry her all the time, so
holding hands now shouldnât be a big deal. Besides, youâre not in a relationship now. If you get a wife,
itâs right to maintain a distance from the opposite sex. But weâre both bachelors, so we shouldnât be
concerned about such things.â
âZoe will have a boyfriend in the future. Her hands should be reserved for her future boyfriend to hold.â
Justin took a deep breath. He inexplicably pictured Bellaâs face when he said, âMy hands should be
reserved for my woman to hold.â
After parting ways with Christopher, Bella got into her own Rolls-Royce.
âAchoo-!â
Not sure if it was due to the cold air in the concert hall, Bella sneezed continuously.
âMs. Bella, are you catching a cold? When we get back, Iâll prepare some medicine and make ginger
tea for you.â Steven hurriedly handed her a tissue.
Bella wiped her nose. The tip of her small nose turned red. âItâs nothing. I think someone is
badmouthing me behind my back.â
âI never imagined that we would encounter Jerkface Justin even at a concert!â Steven grumbled in
annoyance. He took the tissue from his boss without minding the snot.
A shadow crossed Bellaâs beautiful eyes when she thought about how Zoe had hugged, snuggled, and
touched Justin.
âThat contemptible man indulged the little girlâs flirtatious antics. Deep down, he probably enjoys it.â
In reality, she had long been aware that Zoe was Ryanâs sister, but she remained oblivious to Justinâs
connection with Zoe, especially the level of intimacy between them. Bella sneered and shook her head.
She felt her three years of marriage to Justin had indeed been futile. She knew too little about that
man.
âThis scoundrel isnât content with having two sisters and wants to recruit more. How vulgar.â âMs. Bella,
what are you talking about?â Steven asked in confusion as he saw her muttering to herself.
âItâs nothing, just casting a spell to dispel the bad luck of encountering that bastard,â Bella said,
crossing her arms and closing her eyes to relax.
In just a few seconds, her phone rang. It was Asher on the line.
âAsh?â
âBella, the day after tomorrow, when you finish work, donât leave right away. Iâll come to the hotel to pick
you up, and weâll head back to Hatchbay.â
âGo back to Hatchbay? Did something happen to Dad?â Bellaâs heart suddenly tightened.
âDonât worry, Dad is fine.â
Asherâs voice softened. âUncle Lance is bringing his two sons to our house for dinner, so Dad wants all
of his children who can make it to attend. Theyâve been friends for over 20 years, and Dad doesnât want
to neglect the guests.â
Bellaâs tense heart relaxed, and she took a breath. âAlright.