ThewordexhusbandseemedtopierceJoeyssorespot.
ThesarcasticwordsstabbedJoeysheartlikeaneedle,buthecouldntrefuteitandforamomenthewasspeechless.
Joeyseyestightenedslightly,andhishandsclenchedintofistsathissides,hisknucklesturningwhitefromtheforce.
Jealousyandangerintertwined,instantlyengulfingallhisrationality.
HesuddenlyreachedoutandgrabbedTristanscollar,pushinghimhardagainstthewallinthehallway,hiseyesflashingwithahintofferocity:Saythatagain.
IhadneverthoughtthatJoeywouldsuddenlyattack,norhadIseenhimso furious.
Joey!Stop! AssoonasIshouted,Joeysbodypausedforamoment,buttheangerinhisheartonlygrewstronger,andthelookin hiseyeswasalsomixedwithahintofgrievance.
Are youspeakingforhim? Tristanglancedatme,andalthoughhewasgrabbedbyJoeyscollar,hedidntlookembarrassedatall.Instead,helookeddownatJoeywithacalmanddisdainfulgaze,andsneeredcoldly.
Ifyoucareabouthersomuch,howdidyoubecomeanexhusband? Stopit!Joeysheartstringssuddenlysnapped,asifsomethingsharphadpiercedhisheart,orasifhewasburning withfire.
HefiercelythrewapunchatTristansface,hiseyescoldandterrifying.
Tristannarrowedhiseyes,grabbedJoeyswristtightlywithhishand,preventinganymovement,andthenpushedJoeyawayhard.
Joeysmindwasalreadycloudedbyanger,andhewasnotwillingtogiveup.

Myhearttightened.IhadonlyjustmetTristanformally,andifhewentbackwithan injury,Iwouldreallynotbeabletofacehim,norcouldIexplaintomymother.
Moreover,suchasceneisnotlookinggood.
IquicklysteppedforwardandgrabbedJoeysarm,anxiouslysaying:Joey,stop,calmdown! Icantcalmdown!Joeysvoicewashoarse,andhelookedatme,hiseyesred:Ineverthoughtaboutdivorcing you! Sowhat!Iwasangryandhelpless,lookingathimcoldly:Whetheryouwanttoornot,youandIarealready divorced.
20.53 99BloodyLashesAndABulletToHisHeart 72.7% Chapter19 Joey,wehavenothingtodowitheachothernow,Idontwantyoutocomeand disturbmylifeanymore! Mychestheavedwithanger,andIcutJoeysheartwitheveryword.
Joeyclenchedhishandstightly,andhisvoiceseemedtobesqueezedoutofhischest:Willa,evenifyoudontwanttobewithmenow,youshouldntcasuallyacceptanothermanlikethis.
Whatareyousaying? Joeysjawtightened,andhisangerandreluctancegrewstrongerinhisheart,andhisvoicerosealittle:Isaidyoushouldnt casuallyacceptanotherman… Slap! Aslapwasfiercelyslappedonhisface! Theemptycorridorechoedwiththesound.
Myrighthandtrembledslightly,andmypalmwasnumb.
IwassoangrythatIhithard.Joeywasslappedtotheside,andaredmarkquicklyappearedonhisfaircheek.
Joeyseyestrembled,andittookawhiletocometohissenses,andhiseyesgraduallybecameclear.Hefinallyrealizedhowexcessivehiswordsjustnowwere.
Hislipstrembledandhemurmured:Imsorry… Getout.Isaidinacalmvoice:Idontwanttoseeyouanymore.
Joeyseyeswerefilledwithmist,andhisheartwasfullofpanic,buthecouldntsayaword.
Tristanlookedatmyrighthandhangingbymysideandmytremblingbody,andahintofhiddenpainflashedinhiscalmeyes.

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7 IlookedatJoey,andtherewasonlydisappointmentinmyeyes:Nomatterwhoyouarewithinthefuture,ithasnothingtodo withme.Similarly,whoeverIamwithhasnothingtodowithyou.
Dontcomeandinterferewithmylifeanymore.
Dontmakemesayitasecondtime.
Joey lookedupatme,andtherewasevenahintofpleadinginhiseyes.
Areyounotleaving?Ismiledfaintly:Okay,thenIllleave.
AfterIfinishedspeaking,Iwalkedaroundhimwithouthesitation,withoutanyreluctance.
Dont,Illleave.Joeysuddenlygrabbedmywrist,but letgowhenIfrowned:Illleave… JoeywasafraidthatifI left,hewouldnotbeabletofindmeagain.
99BloodyLashesAndABulletToHisHeart 73.0% Chapter19 Thatfeeling,hedidntwanttoexperienceitagain.
Joeyseyesgraduallydimmed,andhewalkedawaywithheavysteps.
Areyouokay?Tristanlookeddownatme.
Ifrownedslightly:Myhandhurtsabit.
Tristansmiledlightly:Itsgoodthatyourheartdoesnthurt.

Itsnotworthit.Hesaidindifferently,asiftalkingaboutsomethingunimportant.
Iwasstunnedforamoment,andthenIrealizedthathewasconcernedaboutmyfeelings,andIsmiled:Ihavealreadylethimgo,Imjustangry.
Tristannodded,andlookedathiswatch:Itsgettinglate,youshouldrestwell.
Inodded.
Tristanturnedaroundandleft,andIcalledouttohim:Imsorryaboutwhathappenedtoday.
Andthankyou.
Myvoicewassoftandsincere,andTristansthinlipsslightlycurledup:Yourewelcome.
Thatevening,whenTristanreturnedtothevilla,hejustpushedopenthedoorandsaw Mrs.DaisyFrancosittingonthesofa,talkingonthephone,occasionallylookingathim,andnoddingwithasmile.
Tristandidntunderstand,buthedidntask.
HewasabouttogoupstairstohisroomwhenhewassuddenlycalledbyMrs.DaisyFranco,whowavedathimtosit down.
Tristanreluctantlywalkedtothelivingroom:Mom,whatsup? Mrs.DaisyFrancoglancedathim:Youhaventtoldmeyetwhetheryouaresatisfiedwiththepersonyoumet today.