Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit

The bedroom was dead silent.

Blair looked at Mable, who was only two steps away from him. His handsome face was ready to unleash its fury.

"I don't believe it. Mable, you're lying to me!"

"I'm telling the truth." Mable looked calmly at him and did not explain further.

It was more convincing not to explain.

"Who is he?"

Mable chuckled. "Do you think I'm stupid? Why would I tell you? So that you can deal with him?"

Blair clenched his fists, and his face tensed up. He gave off a lingering chill as he asked, "You love him that much?"

"Yes, I love him very much."

Mable stared at him and uttered, "I will only love him in this life. He's irreplaceable in my—"

"Enough!"

Blair could not take it anymore. He stormed out angrily.

If he stayed any longer, he might not be able to control himself and might kill her!

After watching him leave, Mable plopped onto the sofa.

Her heart was empty, and she felt awful.

However, it was the best reason she could think of.

'I'll let it be...

'If he finds Liv, they'll live happily ever after. In time, he'll forget about me.

'As for me, it doesn't matter what happens.

'In any case, someone like me isn't worthy of him.'

"Mabes."

Tracey's voice came from the doorway.

Mable looked over and saw Tracey staring at her with reddened eyes. "Were you telling the truth? Do you have someone you like?" "Mm."

"Why? Blair is-"

Tracey walked in and paused when she saw Mable's suitcase.

"Are you... leaving?"

Mable nodded. Before she could say anything, Tracey held her and did not let go. "Mabes, don't-don't leave. You're so good at fighting. I wanted to learn a thing or two from you."

"Tracey, everything in the world comes to an end."

"No, I won't let you go!"

Tracey clung to her. She had a strong feeling Mable would not return if she were to leave this time.

Mable looked at her and sighed helplessly. "I'm sorry."

"M..."

Tracey was about to speak when she suddenly felt a stabbing pain in

her neck. Her vision turned Paint

black,

and she fainted.

Mable lay down on the bed and put a blanket over her.

Since she had decided to leave, no one could stop her.

In the study.

Blair stood in front of the

floor-to-ceiling window. He was filled

with killing intent as he watched

Mable walk out of the villa with her suitcase.

He wanted to catch her back and lock her up...

Whether she was willing or if she liked him or not, it would be enough as long as he had her by his side.

However, she would hate him for the rest of her life.

'Well...

'Let her hate me!This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

'At least she'll remember me.'

Blair picked up his phone and was about to make a call when his phone rang.