Chapter 185
As soon as Lucy stepped out of the car and found her footing, Jules leaned in close, his warm breath brushing past her ear. “Don’t move p>
Before his voice had even faded, his slender fingers gently picked up a stray lock of hair at the side of her face and tucked it tenderly behind her ear. The movement was so natural it was as if they had rehearsed it a thousand times.
Not far away, Kingsley was walking slowly toward them, but the image reflected in his eyes was completely distorted that posture of leaning down, those overlapping silhouettes… to him, it looked no different from an intimate kiss.
The hand hanging by his side suddenly clenched into a fist. His knuckles turned white from the force, the cracking sound distinct in the silence.
The anger in his chest surged like an out-of-control wildfire, burning away his reason. They were acting so intimate right in front of him, treating him as if he were thin air!
In the next second, Kingsley rushed forward. He grabbed Jules by the back of his collar, spun him around violently, and slammed a fury-filled fist mercilessly into the corner of his mouth.
Blood instantly seeped out, sliding down Jules’s jawline.
Jules, however, simply wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb a leisurely manner. A glint of coldness flashed in his eyes before he swung a fist back, landing heavily on the corner of Kingsley’s mouth with undiminished force.
“Stop it!” Lucy’s voice rang out abruptly.
Just as Kingsley’s second punch was about to fall, she yanked Jules behind her. Her arm was stretched taut, like an insurmountable barrier.
Kingsley’s fist stopped abruptly in mid-air. His knuckles trembled with the effort of restraint. The anger in his eyes was gradually replaced by a heavy layer of helplessness. His voice was hoarse.
“You’re protecting him p>
Lucy looked up, her cold gaze colliding straight into his eyes without yielding an inch. “Yes, I’m protecting him. Kingsley, if you’re sick, go see a doctor. Don’t act crazy here p>
As soon as the words fell, she grabbed the bag in her hand and swung it at Kingsley’s face without hesitation. “This is the consequence for hitting Jules p>
The back of the bag had no metal embellishments, but due to its heavy material, it carried a solid weight.
A muffled thud sounded. A red mark instantly bloomed on Kingsley’s cheek, the stinging pain spreading across his skin.
Yet he paid no mind to the pain. He only stared fixedly at Lucy’s back as she shielded Jules, the injury and disappointment in his eyes almost spilling over.
Kingsley looked up, his gaze nailed dead onto Jules, his voice trembling with cold. “You like him that much p>
Hearing this, Lucy’s lips curled into an extremely faint, cold scoff. Her tone was wrapped in a chill that wouldn’t melt. “The old me loved you very much, too. I loved you enough to die for you. But now p>
With those words, she didn’t look at Kingsley again. She turned her head straight o Jules behind her concern to instantly flooding her eyes. “Do you want to come inside and treat that wound on your mouth p>
Jules rubbed the blood at the corner of his lips with his fingertips, but his mind was clear-if he went in now Kingsley, blinded by rage, would certamy barge in after thêm: Then, Seven wouldn’t be able to stay hidden. sŵnovels
He suppressed his thoughts and forced a relaxed smile. “It’s a small scratch,
nothing serious. You should go inside p>
“Okay, drive safely on your way back then p>
Lucy nodded, the concern in her tone undisguised.
Kingsley listened to their conversation as if no one else was present. His heart felt
as though ten thousand sharp swords were piercing it; the pain was dense and overwhelming.
His eyes, which had just been a mix of anger and helplessness, were now stained red. His chest heaved violently, every breath feeling as if it were being dragged from his throat, as if his chest would burst open in the next second.