Chapter 82

Zayn and Julie had been together for three years. How could she just write off their whole relationship with a simple sentence like that? The thought Zayn thought about it, the angrier he became. He raised his hand and threw his phone vehemently on the floor. Hans, who had been leaning over the billiard table, looked up at him. "Why are you so angry?" Zayn gritted his teeth. "Why else? It's because of Julie." Hans felt quite surprised. "Hold up. Are you still hung up on her?" Zayn expressionlessly picked up the glass of red wine on the table, raised his head, and downed the wine in one gulp. He snorted coldly, a fierce look in his eyes. "I'm not going to just let her off for daring to play with my feelings." Hans was confused. Ever since they had encountered each other at Zayn's place and parted on bad terms that one time, Zayn had refused to speak about the matter no matter how Hans asked him about it. He had no idea how exactly Julie managed to offend Zayn that day. Based