A sly smile appeared on his face, and the deep meaning under his eyes was gradually increasing as he said, "Ayan, do you you know why she didn't tell you first when she got pregnant? You have not thought why she did not tell you? Or are you sure that the child in her belly is yours and not someone else's? We spend time together every day, don't you understand the meaning of the phrase "love over time"?"
"Besides, why didn't she do anything after she found out I was dealing with the Simpson Group and you? And did not think to tell you, you will not even think about what it is because of? If she really didn't care about me at all, she could have told you everything as soon as she knew about it, so why drag it out until you found out?"
Ayan did not have any movement and reaction throughout, a face gloomy to the extreme, deep black eyes also as being splashed with a layer of thick black ink as dark and heavy.
His expression made Preston very satisfied, and the words in his mouth were getting over and over, more and more uncovered, without even thinking of stopping there.
Preston continued with a smile on his face: "Ayan, you say that you are considered a man? If I were you I wouldn't dare to come out and say it, wouldn't you be ashamed if your subordinates knew about it? You you think you've won? In fact, you lost the most miserable and most completely."
Preston's last word fell, and instead of Ayan's verbal response, he was greeted with a hard punch that knocked him straight to the ground.
Preston simply did not react, and then face him again Ayan directly grabbed his collar to lift him up from the ground, handsome face is no half of the previous gentle and elegant, between the eyebrows is a thick layer of shady hostility, no restraint of the open emitted.
He did not give Preston any chance to resist, directly after a punch landed followed by a second punch.
The clear sound of bones colliding with bones echoed in the garage, and each lap fell enough to raise a heart-stopping tremor.
Kian stood by with two bodyguards, ready to come forward to help.
But look at the situation, Ayan is obviously the upper hand, it does not even need to be.
Ayan's deep eyes were filled with cold killing intent as he glared at Preston with a cold provocative voice: "Aren't you a good talker? What do you look like now?"
Preston was hit so badly because he was defenseless just now, and now after he recovered, he immediately had to return the collection.
Kian saw this and stepped forward to stop him, but Ayan waved his hand and smiled lightly, "No, I can handle a villain like him all by myself."
Preston did not take any advantage, but Ayan beat him badly, physical exertion, and eventually was touched by Preston cheek, but compared to the injury Preston suffered that is simply too light.
In the end, Preston was beaten on the ground without the strength to fight back, a face full of bruises and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, Ayan stood on the side looking at him from a high position, raised his foot and kicked him, coldly warned: "Those dirty words in your mouth and those hypocritical and perverted thoughts in your heart had better be cleared away, if I hear your nonsense a second time, it will It won't be as simple as today."
He held out his hand to Kian, who immediately handed him a wet wipe, which he slowly and methodically wiped his bony fingers, then threw it directly at Preston's face, with a humiliating gesture and attitude, and a growing sense of warning between his words.
"I don't care if you've been with her again or not, and I don't care if she loves me or not? But she's my wife now, and a villain like you Preston doesn't even deserve her to be together, so what are you getting to be arrogant in front of me?"
Ayan's words made Preston suddenly explode with emotion, and even though he was lying on the ground, he still let out a tearing roar as he said, "Ayan, you and all of the Simpson family will get what's coming to you, you think you've won? Bullshit, you haven't won at all, it's just beginning, you will pay a heavy price!"
Preston's curse made Ayan's eyebrows knit together, and he vaguely sensed a hint of unease in those words.
This uneasiness comes from there he can not say.
Only the indifference on his face obviously deepened as he narrowed his eyes slightly and questioned, "What do you mean?"
Preston doesn't say anything, he just laughs uncontrollably.
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