Lahat ng Kabanata ng After the Breakup, the Billionaire Lost Control!: Kabanata 341 - Kabanata 350

Justin shook his head. “I’m not getting out!” If he got out, she would just run away again. He quickly slammed the car door shut and locked it, turning around to buckle his seatbelt. “Get out!” Haley shouted angrily. “Don’t dirty up my car!” Justin straightened up instinctively, making sure his back didn’t touch the seat. “Haley, I... I didn’t mean to.” His voice was pitiful and hesitant, like someone too timid to fight back after being scolded. Outside the car, people exchanged puzzled glances. “Why is Mr. Yates getting in her car? Does he know Miss Haley?” “Well, if Mr. Yates isn’t coming with us, let’s go.” “Yeah, let’s go already! I’m starving.” Haley glanced out the window and saw the others leaving. She raised her voice, no longer holding back. “Justin Yates, get out of my car right now!” She didn’t want the hassle of dealing with someone as high-maintenance as him. “So now you’re done pretending you don’t know me?” he asked, referring to the b

“This one has a business-style design and it’s sophisticated and professional,” the sales associate explained enthusiastically. “And this one is more casual, giving off a fresh and energetic vibe.”“We’ll take both. Wrap them up now,” Haley said decisively. The sales associate beamed, thrilled at how quickly the transaction was moving. “No way,” Justin interrupted. “I haven’t tried them on yet. What if they don’t fit? I don’t want to trouble you by making you come back with me.” Haley suppressed her anger. So, he did know he was troubling her! If that was the case, then why wasn’t he choosing faster? Justin was deliberately dragging things out, trying to spend as much time with her as possible. He carried both shirts into the fitting room, putting one on before stepping out each time to ask her if it looked good. Haley gave him perfunctory responses. While he was in the fitting room, she went ahead and paid for both shirts, not wanting to give him the chance to claim

“You’re right—look at me, getting all excited and just standing here hugging you at the door,” Mrs. Zimmer said, wiping her tears and pulling Haley inside with a cheerful laugh. “Getting old really messes with your memory!” “Come, sit down! Hannah, get the big cherries from the fridge and wash them. Miss Yates loves those. Mr. Yates just had them delivered yesterday, and now here you are!” Mrs. Zimmer bustled around, already busy as they entered the house. Haley gently grabbed her hand. “Mrs. Zimmer, don’t go to so much trouble. I just came to see you for a bit. I’ll be heading back soon.” “So soon?” Mrs. Zimmer’s face fell with disappointment. “Can’t you stay a little longer? It’s already afternoon—why not wait until after dinner? I remember you loved my sea urchin ravioli. Stay, and I’ll make them for dinner before you go, okay?” Faced with Mrs. Zimmer’s heartfelt plea, Haley found herself unable to refuse outright. She struggled internally before finally saying, “I have

Haley’s car was parked a short distance from the door. She walked over and said, “I don’t need you to take me.” “It’s dark, and the roads aren’t safe. Let me drive you,” Justin insisted, his tone firm. “The most unsafe factor here is you,” Haley shot back as she opened the car door. Fearing he might follow her, she turned to add, “Enough with this endless nonsense! Didn’t you say all your cars were in for maintenance? How are you planning to drive me—by sitting in my car and pretending to take me? Then when we get there, you’ll claim you don’t have a way back?“Justin, stop with these childish games!” She was genuinely afraid he would pull a stunt like that. Without waiting for a response, she got into her car as though she were being chased by a ghost, slamming the door shut and speeding off. Justin didn’t have a chance to stop her. Watching her car disappear, he pulled out his phone from his suit pocket and called William. “Bring the car around to pick me up immediate

This was the first time Justin had ever lost his temper with Emma. After signing the document, he immediately ordered her out of his office. Outside in the hallway, Steven hurried over with a sycophantic smile, bowing slightly as he asked, “Miss Xander, what did Mr. Yates say? Do you know where he was yesterday?” Steven’s question was like pouring fuel on the fire. Emma, already brimming with frustration, snapped, “Get lost!” before stomping off in her high heels, leaving the top floor in a huff. “Whoever’s behind this, I’ll find you and expose you, no matter who you are!” she silently vowed.*Back in her office, Emma pushed open the door, only to find Jacob sitting casually in her chair, his legs crossed and his polished leather shoes lightly tapping the air. Startled, she quickly shut the door. “What are you doing here? Get out!” she said, frowning, her expression full of disdain. Jacob didn’t move. Instead, he spun the chair leisurely, exuding the air of an idle