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Chapter 142 âInever said that!â
âI know you like Clara. Iâm stepping out of the picture so you could be together.â
âMarve!â Sergio suddenly pressed Marve against the wall; his eyes were void of any emotion.
away as you please?â
âStepping out so we could be together? What do you take me for, Maeve? An object? Something you can have or give an Marve furrowed her brow. âThatâs not what I meantTM Sergio took a step closer to Maeve, his voice filled with anger. âThen what did you mean?
âHave you discussed this with me?
Maeve furrowed her brow even deeper.
âSergio, if itâs about the partnership with Scott Group, I assure you, even with a divorce, those projects can proceed.â
âDo you think Iâm refusing this because of the partnership with Scott Group?â
Sergio inched closer, and Marve looked up at him.
âIsnât it?â
âOf course not!â
Sergio placed his hands on Maeveâs shoulders, his eyes bloodshot.
âListen to me carefully, I will never agree to a divorce! Youâll never leave this family.â
L BO!!
âLot B Maeve pushed Sergio away, sneering, âSergio, donât tell me you donât want a divorce because you love me.â
Before Sergio could speak, Maeve interrupted, âIâm not that vain to think you would ever be interested in me. You repeatedly embarrassed me in front of others because of Clara and dealt with my friends unfairly. Iâve had enough of this marriage. Whether you agree or not, Iâm getting a divorce.â
âMaeve! Where did you get the confidence to say such words?â Sergio asked angrily. âArenât you hanging around with Zion, getting involved with him? When have you ever shown me respect?â
âMe and Zion?â Maeve found it amusing. âSo thatâs what you think of me.â
âArenât you asking me for a divorce because of him? Maeve, youâre just an easy woman, arenât you?â Sergio sneered.
âShut up!â Marve pushed Sergio away. The disgust in her eyes was evident. âIâm ashamed to have ever liked you in the past!â
Sergio felt a pang inside as be looked at her eyes.
She turned to leave, but Sergio subconsciously grabbed ber arm. âWhere are you going?â
âLet go!â
Maeve frowned as Sergioâs grip tightened and pulled her onto the sata, pinning her down.
Sergioâs fiery gaze wandered between Maeveâs nose and lips; his tone was filled with rage.
âWasnât Zion doing the same thing to you yesterday?â
âWhat nonsense are you talking about?â
Marve tried to slap Sergio, but he caught her wrist.
Sergio tightened his grip on Maeveâs wrist, and she winced in pain.
âNonsense? Maeve, I was willing to risk my life to save you, and when you woke up, you just left! You never even visited me once. How could you be so heartless?â
Maeve struggled, then sneered, âYou have Clara to take care of you. You donât even need me.â
Sergioâs grip on Maeveâs hand loosened Marve continued, âSergio, if you like Clara, why wonât you let me go?â
Sergio gritted his teeth. âIâve never said I like Clara.â
âYeah, 1, you never said it, but youâve hurt me countless times for her. Can you l like her?â
you honestly say Clara doesnât hold a place in your heart? Donât you Sergio was at a loss for words. He was unable to justify himself as he had moments ago.
He didnât know what was happening to him.
He used to think Clara looked fragile but was strong; inside, so he wanted to protect her. He had always looked out for her; now it had become a