"Why is it you?" Mabel Quinn asked.

"Who else did you think it would be?" Kyle Kinston stared at the woman before him. She was wearing a light blue cotton dress, and her long hair, instead of being tied into a simple ponytail as before, was pinned up with a hairclip, with a few strands falling gracefully along her cheeks and neck. As those strands swayed slightly, Kyle felt as if his heart was being lightly stirred.

Mabel pressed her lips together, not answering his question. She simply asked, "What are you doing here?" She wasn’t naive enough to ask how he found her address, knowing that someone like him, if he truly wished, could easily find her information.

With him appearing here now, did that mean he had already looked into her details?

Thinking of this, Mabel suddenly became nervous. If Kyle had seen her information, then had he... discovered something?

"Do you plan to just stand at the door and talk to me?" he asked.

"If you have something to say, you can say it quickly." She replied, implying she had no intention of letting him inside.

"What if I have a lot to say?" He bent down, his face suddenly closing in on hers, his warm breath sprinkling by her ear, "Like your husband, or your marriage..."

"Ah!" She instinctively raised her hand to cover her ear, her body stepping back a few paces to create distance between them.

Instead, he took this chance to walk right into the house, closing the door behind him.

Immediately, Mabel felt the originally spacious living room become oppressively stifling. Although the entrance was indeed not the right place for a conversation, if a neighbor opened their door, or someone happened to go up or down the stairs and recognized Kyle Kinston, it would undoubtedly spark a lot of discussions.

Although Kyle wasn’t a celebrity, easily recognizable on the street, his striking looks, combined with his wealth and power, meant that while the media rarely dared to publish his photos, the internet’s vast reach allowed for his pictures and videos to occasionally leak, drawing the admiration of many netizens, particularly women.

Many female netizens had already dubbed him the most handsome CEO, the man they most desired to spend the night with, among other titles.

Mabel could only be thankful that Ivy had already fallen asleep in her room, so she needn’t worry about him seeing Ivy.

"Mr. Kinston, it’s already very late, and I need to go to sleep. Please leave. As for my marriage and husband, those are my affairs, unrelated to you." Mabel stated. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

But Kyle suddenly closed in on Mabel, "Husband? Do you really have a husband?"

She bit her lip slightly, trying again to back away, but he suddenly reached out, wrapping his arm around her waist, "You don’t have a husband at all. Your marital status is single. So, did that man abandon you and your child, leaving you to raise the child alone?"

Mabel’s eyes stared blankly at the person in front of her. Did he know that the "husband" he referred to was himself, that he was the one who abandoned their child, making her realize the fragile nature of the happiness she once believed in?

Tears unknowingly welled up from her eyes, trailing down her cheeks, momentarily stunning Kyle.