Chapter 117: Do You Think You Look Presentable?

"Naomi, just forgive me this one time, okay? I promise I'll end things with her. Let's get back together. Please?" Justin didn't even look at the woman clinging to his arm. His eyes were locked on Naomi, full of nervous desperation. Naomi let out a cold laugh, her lip curling in disdain. "At a critical moment, you threw her under the bus to save yourself. You make me sick." She was right. Anyone could see it, Justin was spineless, the kind of guy who ran when things got hard. Naomi had completely written him off, and I knew there was no chance she'd ever give him another shot. "Naomi…" He tried again, voice shaking, but she cut him off with an icy glare. "Get lost! You're the most disgusting man I've ever met. And those two slaps? You're not walking away from that." Her words were sharp, laced with fury. Then she walked over to me without sparing him another glance. "What are you standing there for? Get them out of here!" Arthur's voice snapped through the tension. Jarek glanced at him