15
Woken up by the call, Mirabel couldn’t tall back asleep. She got dressed and went downstairs, only to fi her
find Fraser had already prepared lunch and was waiting for
Seeing her put on her coat to leave, Fraser stood up cautiously. “Mirabel, I’ve made lunch. Won’t your eat at home?
“Seeing you makes me lose my appetite. If leat here, I’ll starve to death eventually,”
Fraser lowered his head. “Then please come back early tonight.”
Her response was the slam of the door as she lett.
Fraser knew Mirabel resented him and was angry, but after all their years together, he believed that once her anger subsided and she calmed down, their relationship could be salvaged.
Still, waiting for that day would be agonizing. He smiled bitterly, knowing this suffering was entirely his own doing.
Mirabel left the villa with no appetite for lunch. Instead, she felt a wave of imitation
She used to find it confusing when Keely repeatedly broke up and got back together with her boyfriend. If you didn’t love someone, leave; if you did, stay. Why get tangled up with the same person over and over?
spain.
Now she understood. Love had inertia. Even if you decided to let go, that inertia still palled at your heart, bringing endless; Frustrated, Mirabel went to the largest club in the area and ordered a dozen male models at once.
One of them took a sip of wine and leaned in for a loss. Mirabel didn’t push him away, letting him come closer, Just as their lips were about to touch, the door burst open with a loud bang. The male model was yanked away by a strong hand
Aston stood in the doorway, his face as cold as ice. He swept his gaze across the room and barked, “Get out, all of you.”
Turning to Mirabel, he asked harshly, “Do you even know what you’re doing?”
Mirabel lounged on the sofa, sipping her drink. “Of course I do. But what does it have to do with you? I paid for these men. You have no right to throw them out. If anyone should leave, it’s you. Stop ruining my funL”
Before they could exchange more words, Fraser arrived, having been alerted
His eyes scanned the room, lingering on the male models, and a cold, murderous look flashed across his face, But in the next moment, he looked at Mirabel with a pleading expression. “Honey, come home with me, please. These men.. they’re dirty.”
Mirabellet out a mocking laugh. “Dirty? And what about you? Are you so clean?”
Fraser froze, his face turning pale.
“I know you’ve been having me watched. That’s why you rushed here so quickly. But let me tell you this–you can have a mistress, but I can’t have men? Next time, don’t interrupt my fun. It’s such a buzzkill. Think about it, Fraser. Even after new about you and Darlena, I pretended not to know and let you have your fun. When did I ever barge in like this?”
Fraser’s face went deathly white
so who are you to
Mirabel turned her biting gaze to Aston. “Uncle, why are you still here? Even my legally married husband doesn’t have the right to control me, so criticize my actions? If you’re that free, I suggest drinking more water to keep yourself busy.‘
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“Now, both of you leave and shut the door on your way out.”
Fraser knew he had no grounds to argue. He had no right to stop her, but the thought of Mirabel being with other men made his jealousy explode. Meanwhile, Aston’s chest heaved with barely suppressed fury. He was enraged by Mirabel’s sharp words and even more by himself. He had come to the club for business, yet the moment he saw her about to lass someone, he’d stonned in without thinking
Why did he even care?
As the tension in the room reached its peak, a woman sudderdy burst in.
She ran straight to Fraser, clinging to his leg. “Fraser How can you be so heartless? Are you just going to ignore your own children?” The voice was all too familiar to Mirabel–It was Darlena.
