Chapter 20

"I only refused a loveless arranged marriage and had a failed relationship. That's hardly a crime worth dying for. Why do you insist on rubbing my failures in my face and hounding me like this?" Vivian asked. Her voice was weak, but her words carried no hint of a breakdown. She simply seemed worn down by Kingston's deliberate provocation, her tone edged with petulance. He just stood on the balcony, saying nothing. He simply raised his hand and tossed the cigarette butt he'd crushed into a small ball into the trash can. The atmosphere remained tense. Vivian fell silent for a few seconds. Realizing Kingston wasn't someone she could lose her temper with freely, she suppressed her emotions and steadied herself. "I apologize for disturbing you. I'll take my leave." She quickly turned to go, a trace of melancholy shadowing her features. Kingston was like the protagonist in a male-centric novel who had just been scorned, then decisively slapped his ungrateful ex-fiancee down. Vivian h