Chapter 150

The next second. The door burst open. There was a loud crash as if something heavy had smashed on the ground. The fire extinguisher rolled on the floor before it hit the wall with a clang. Justin gazed around the room, eyes bloodshot and heaving. The room was dark. Clothes were scattered on the floor. Weston sat on the sofa and stared at him without any emotions. A petite figure covered by a large coat sat in his arm, shaking violently. Without thinking, Justin marched forward and commanded, “Give her back to me.” Weston's hard stare fell on him. "She was always mine." Both men, refusing to back down, went head-on. Justin’s patience ran out as he took a step forward and attempted to forcefully pull Stella to him. Weston, however, ducked and quickly grabbed a bottle of red wine and slammed it into Justin's skull with a sickening crack. A streak of blood streamed down Justin’s face. But he didn't seem to notice. The blood trickled down and covered his left eye. He moved hi