Even if he wanted to ignore it, his body's instincts constantly reminded him.
"Mr. Kinston, what's wrong?" A leader beside him asked.
"It's nothing." He turned his gaze away, refusing to look at that figure in the crowd anymore. To him, without Mabel, even though he might not live past forty-five, he could still control his own destiny.
He was never supposed to fall in love with anyone. Falling in love with Mabel would only bring him more pain!
The moment Kyle Kinston coldly turned his head away, Mabel Quinn's tears flowed down in a flash. They had broken up, really broken up.
From then on, he was no longer the man who would always pamper her, smile gently at her. They used to be so close, so intimate, but now, separated by so many people, they were too distant for her to reach.
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