"Then next time, you cannot break your promise again." He spoke softly, slightly lifting his chin, his dark phoenix eyes deeply gazing at Daniel Harris, who stood a few steps away, with a shadow flashing in his eyes.
Just now, seeing Daniel carrying Mabel down the mountain, he was jealous and even wanted to destroy this man.
That scene was like the painting he had once seen at the Harris garden, except the people in the painting were them twelve years ago.
Daniel Harris, not far away, seemed to sense something, his brow furrowing slightly, as if his gaze met Kyle Kinston's.
Kyle Kinston lowered his eyelids, no longer looking at Daniel Harris.
Childhood ties, so what, no matter how deep, he would cut them off.
He wanted her heart to no longer be concerned with any other man—besides him!
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