Chapter 155: What Memorial Archway to Erect?
Alexander Johnson’s eyes burned red, an ominous aura of hostility emanating from every inch of his body.
His stance was like that of a devil awakening from hell, terrifying and unnerving.
Chloe Simpson had never seen Alexander in such a horrifying state before.
What shocked her even more were the words Alexander spat out.
What did he mean by "What do I count as to you?"
His grip on her was so tight; his voice hoarse as he screamed at her. He truly resembled a man consumed by bitter love for years, wounded time and time again by her.
This moment left Chloe completely stunned.
But that was all it did to her.
Who was Alexander Johnson after all? With his noble status as the Crown Prince of the Capital Circle, how could he claim to love her bitterly and be hurt?
What a ridiculous joke.