Joel Russo's deep and indifferent words instantly made Arabella Vanderbilt's face even paler, translucent with whiteness.
A moment later, the corners of her lips curled into a somewhat desolate smile.
She knew...
No man wouldn't mind these things.
Yet, Joel Russo raised his hand to wipe away her tears, "I gave you the chance to settle the account with him personally, but afterward, he's mine!"
Arabella's eyes trembled, and she looked at him vacantly as she lifted her eyelids.
Joel Russo leaned down to kiss away the remaining tears at the corner of her eyes, whispering:
"Because the man by your side is me, you no longer need to feel inferior! I can give you all the glory."
Arabella's eyes reddened a bit more, her heart full of emotion.
"You said... what should I do if I left you?"
Joel Russo's deep eyes narrowed, his voice cold and dangerous, "Are you still thinking about leaving me?!"
Arabella shook her head, "In case I have no choice..."
"You!"
