"But we don’t even love each other!" she said, questioning how they could just be in a relationship like that.
"Do you think after what happened yesterday in the pub, in front of so many people, how many wouldn’t misunderstand?" he retorted. Even Caleb had subtly asked him today if he was really dating Mabel Quinn.
Fine, she was in the wrong, but the issue was—"You don’t love me at all, so why do you want to date me?"
He chuckled lightly, his thin lips moving closer to hers, gently brushing against her soft lips, carrying an indescribable teasing flirtation, "Because in this life, besides you, I can never fall in love with anyone else."
Throughout Kinston Family’s history, those who inherited the Blood Curse never fell in love with anyone other than their destined one. And he, in the thirty years before meeting her, had never felt moved by any other woman.
It was as if his heart had been frozen, until he met her, and it truly began to beat.
He did not want to repeat his father’s mistake, to love someone who wasn’t his destined one, yet he couldn’t help but want her to love him. This was like a physical and spiritual instinct, like a hungry person needing to eat, a thirsty person needing to drink, he longed for her love.
He kissed her soft lips, as if trying to meld her entire being into his embrace.
And she, could only passively endure his kiss... for some reason, when she heard him say that sentence—besides her, he couldn’t possibly fall in love with anyone else—her heart started to beat extraordinarily hard.
When Mabel Quinn arrived at work the next day, she still didn’t see Lyra Grant.
"Her? She probably didn’t dare to come because of a guilty conscience," Lilith said. After all, the incident yesterday had already become known by the entire Corporation, and Lyra Grant had become the poster child for someone who steals while shouting thief. If she really came to work today, Lilith would actually admire her thick skin.
Mabel Quinn thought about how when she woke up this morning, Kyle Kinston had even asked her if she wanted him to step in and help with this matter.
It shocked her so much she almost rolled off the bed. She hadn’t expected that Kyle Kinston would even know about the Corporation’s affairs. However, she still shook her head and said, "Not for now, if there’s anything beyond my ability, if you’re willing, you could help me out then."
"Alright." He laughed at that time.
This handsome man was lying on his side in bed, one hand supporting his chin, and that smile carried a touch of morning laziness and comfort, truly stunningly beautiful.
Such a man—it seemed not entirely inexplicable why she pounced on him when she was drunk.
Recalling last night, Mabel Quinn’s face couldn’t help but turn red again. She was bombarded by his kisses and those words, making her head spin, and coupled with the late hour and her drowsiness coming on, she actually ended up sleeping in his bed overnight.
Even now, thinking about what he said last night about being in a relationship, it still seemed incredible to her. Moreover, he clearly didn’t love her, yet he said that in this life he wouldn’t fall in love with anyone else besides her, what did that even mean?!
As she was leaving work in the evening, Mabel Quinn was stopped unexpectedly by a man about fifty-something years old, not far from the bus stop.
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