Ranaway From Wedding, Fell into Tycoon's Love Trap-Chapter 765: Don’t Come Looking for Me Anymore

Valentina kept clinging to the issue relentlessly, and Easton Holmes frowned impatiently, his gaze toward her growing even colder, "Whether you accept it or not, whether you believe it or not, I have nothing to do with you anymore."

"I’ll tell you once again, don’t come looking for me in the future, and don’t try to find ways to contact my wife." He didn’t believe their meeting this afternoon was a coincidence; it must have been her deliberate doing.

"You..."

"Don’t say anything else to me, I’ve made myself very clear to you already, let’s leave it at that."

Valentina opened her mouth to say something more, but before she could speak, Easton Holmes interrupted her.

After speaking, he didn’t care what she thought, didn’t care if she would be sad or angry, as he strode to his car parked nearby.

Watching the man walk away resolutely, Valentina’s heart sank to rock bottom, yet she did not give up. She ran towards the decisive figure chasing after him.

"Easton! Wait for me, I still have something to say."

When Valentina caught up, she shouted at Easton Holmes’s back, and upon hearing her voice, his brows furrowed even more tightly.

Does this woman have no end? She even called him Easton, who allowed her to call him that?

Easton Holmes suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned around to face Valentina who was catching up, and sternly said, "Don’t call me Easton, and stop following me."

He pointed at her with his finger, sternly forbidding her behavior at that moment.

Seeing Easton Holmes glaring at her sternly, Valentina instinctively paused, standing in place, momentarily unsure whether she should persist in her opinion and catch up.

Seeing that she had stopped, Easton Holmes turned again and continued walking towards his car, this time moving even faster and more resolutely.

Valentina’s feet seemed rooted to the spot, not moving an inch, as she watched Easton Holmes get into his car and drive away, standing there dumbfounded, unable to snap back to reality for a long time.

By the time she recovered, there was no trace of his car’s whereabouts.

Valentina ran to the road outside the small square, turning her head to look at the various directions around the road where a car could have gone, but she didn’t see even a shadow of the car.

Ding dong!

At that moment, the notification sound of a text message suddenly came from her pocket.

Valentina withdrew her gaze from the distant direction of the road, took out the phone from her pocket, unlocked it, and opened the newly received message.

"The wedding of Easton Holmes and Lily Turner will be held tomorrow in the military district’s auditorium."

The message was from a completely unfamiliar number; Valentina had a premonition that the person sending her this message was the same one who had sent the anonymous email.

She dialed the number back, but no one answered after it rang for a long time, eventually cutting off automatically.

She didn’t give up and dialed again, but the result was the same: it kept ringing, but no one answered.

She dialed several times in succession, but the outcome remained the same as the first time—rang but unanswered.

After many fruitless attempts, Valentina didn’t dial the number again; she thought that if she kept calling, it would only waste her phone’s battery.

Lily Turner! I won’t let you take my man so easily.

Valentina gritted her teeth and softly shouted the name Lily Turner, putting away her phone. She turned around and returned to her car, and after getting in, she drove away from the small square.