Semua Bab After the Breakup, the Billionaire Lost Control!: Bab 411 - Bab 420

Haley eventually let Justin into the car—not because she wanted to, but because she was running late. Thankfully, RC Corporation’s headquarters was on the way to the art exhibition, so it didn’t require a detour. When the car stopped across from the building, Haley unlocked the doors and said coldly, “Get out.” “Do you want to come up for a bit? I still have…” He wanted to tell her about the traces of her that still lingered in his office. “Can you stop wasting time? I’m going to be late!” she interrupted, her impatience radiating from every word. “Oh… okay. Then I’ll head up,” Justin said hesitantly, looking like a scolded child. As he stepped out of the car, he turned back and added, “Thank you.”Haley closed the door without a word. Justin stood by the curb, watching her car like he was waiting for something.Haley noticed him lingering in her rearview mirror and slammed the gas, leaving him in a cloud of exhaust.As she drove, she rolled down the windows to air out t

Haley heard the compliments from her colleagues, but she couldn’t muster even a hint of a smile. She had a sinking suspicion that this was Justin’s doing. “Haley, this one’s for you—a deluxe meal all to yourself! Your husband must really adore you!” One of them, clearly pleased with their perceptiveness, handed her the fanciest box with an enthusiastic grin, showering her with praises for her supposed husband. Haley sighed, her frustration evident. This only made her situation more complicated. There was no way she would escape this topic for the foreseeable future. Grabbing her phone and the meal box, she stepped away from the group, avoiding the communal lunch setting. “Why isn’t she eating with us?” someone asked, noticing her retreat. “Seriously? Didn’t you see her on her phone? She’s probably calling her husband. That’s why you’re still single—you can’t pick up on these things. Pay attention!” another quipped. Haley moved to a quiet corner and sent Justin a messa

“Don’t be mad. I won’t go,” Justin reassured Haley.The phone was still connected, and the housekeeper on the other end clearly heard Justin’s words. She paused, stunned. He continued, “Call an ambulance and take her to the hospital.” Haley frowned. “Why would I be mad? This has nothing to do with me,” she silently remarked.Justin hung up and turned to her with a face full of eagerness, practically radiating a silent plea for approval—“Look at me, didn’t I handle that perfectly?” Haley pursed her lips in exasperation and didn’t bother arguing. Instead, she turned the car around and floored the gas, heading straight for Lichfield Hospital. When they arrived, she got out first, yanked Justin out by the collar, and dragged him into the hospital. “Haley, what are you doing? Let go of me! Don’t be mad! I’m not going to see her.” Justin’s voice wavered as he trailed behind, clearly flustered. Ever since that encounter with Emma five years ago, he had reflected deeply on

Haley wasn’t paying much attention to the drama online. She drove home, took a long shower, and let the fatigue and grime of the day wash away. Meanwhile, Helen sat comfortably on the living room sofa, fully immersed in scrolling through the online frenzy. She liked every comment bashing Emma Xander and even jumped in to post scathing replies herself. Her fingers flew across her phone screen with fervor, her face alight with energy.“You’re wasting time typing one comment at a time,” Richard teased, watching her thumbs fly across the screen. “Just call me your older brother, and I’ll whip up a program to fire off hundreds of replies in no time.”Helen shot him a glare and turned her back on him.When she refreshed the page, her expression shifted. “Wait… why can’t I comment anymore?”The comment she had been furiously typing—loaded with sharp insults—wouldn’t post. After refreshing the page again, she realized comments had been disabled, and every disparaging remark she had poste

Haley dried her hands, bypassing Justin without a glance. But before she reached the door, he grabbed her arm, pulling her forcefully into his embrace. One hand locked around her waist while the other cradled the back of her head. Then he kissed her. The kiss was sudden and overpowering, leaving Haley no time to react. By the time she realized what was happening, he had already seized the upper hand. She struggled, shoving at his face, her body twisting away, but his grip was unyielding. Slowly, he backed her against the sink, his kiss growing deeper, filled with a desperation that poured out years of regret and unspoken emotion. * Only when he’d had enough did he release her. “Can you stop asking me to leave you?” His voice broke as his eyes shimmered with anguish. “I can’t walk away, and I won’t.” He bent forward, his pain transparent. “I was selfish before. I ignored how you felt, and I destroyed what we had. But I’ve changed. Please, give me a chance to pro